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In  this  edition  of  the  Psalms  the  current  version 
is  strictly  followed.  The  only  peculiarity  is  the 
arrangement  according  to  parallelisms,  for  con- 
venience in  responsive  reading  in  the  sanctuary, 
sabbath   school,   family,   or   elsewhere. 

Lines  printed  in  Italics  should  be  read  by  the 
minister  or  leader:  those  in  Roman  letter  by  the 
people.  Lines  printed  in  Capitals  are  to  be  read 
together  by  leader   and  people. 


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i$»lm  1. 

BLESSED  is  the  man  that  loalkeih  not  in  the  counsel  of  the  ungodly, 

Nor  standeth  in  the  way  of  sinners, 

Nor  sitteth  in  the  seat  of  the  scornful. 

Bat  his  delight  is  in  the  law  of  the  Lord  ; 

And  in  his  law  doth  he  meditate  day  and  night. 

3  And  he  shall  he  like  a  tree  planted  hy  the  rivers  of  water. 
That  bringeth  forth  his  fruit  in  his  season  ; 

His  leaf  also  shall  not  tvither  ; 

And  whatsoever  he  doeth  shall  prosper. 

4  The  ungodly  are  not  so : 

But  are  like  the  chaff  which  the  wind  driveth  away, 

5  Therefore  the  ungodly  shall  not  stand  in  the  judgment^ 
Nor  sinners  in  the  congregation  of  the  righteous. 

6  For  the  LoRD  knoiveth  the  loay  of  the  righteous: 
But  the  way  of  the  ungodly  shall  perish. 

f  jSiHtm  2. 

WHY  do  the  heathen  rage, 
And  the  people  imagine  a  vain  thing  ? 
2  The  kings  of  the  earth  set  themselves. 
And  the  rulers  take  counsel  together, 
Against  the  Lord, 
And  against  his  Anointed, 


4  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [PB.  IIL 

3  Saying,  let  us  break  their  hands  asunder, 
Aud  cast  away  their  cords  from  us. 

4  He  that  sitteth  in  the  heavens  sliall  laugh: 
The  Lord  shall  have  them  in  derision. 

6  Then  shall  he  speak  unto  them  in  his  wrath. 
And  vex  them  in  his  sore  displeasure. 

6  Yet  have  I  set  my  King 
Upon  my  holy  hill  of  Zion. 

7  I ivill  declare  the  decree: 

The  Lord  hath  said  unto  me,  Thou  art  my  Son  ; 
This  day  have  I  begotten  thee. 

8  Ask  of  me,  and  I  shall  give  thee  the  heathe^i  for  thine  inheritance, 
And  the  uttermost  parts  of  the  earth  for  thy  possession. 

9  Thou  shalt  break  them  with  a  rod  of  iron  ; 

Thou  shalt  dash  them  in  pieces  like  a  potter's  vessel. 

10  Be  wise  noiv  therefore,  0  ye  kings : 

Be  instructed,  ye  judges  of  the  earth. 

11  Serve  the  Lord  with  fear. 
And  rejoice  with  trembling. 

12  Kiss  the  Son,  lest  he  be  angry,  and  ye  perish  from  the  way. 
When  his  wrath  is  kindled  but  a  little. 

Blessed  aee  all  they  that  put  their  trust  in  him. 

g^atm  3. 

A  Psalm  of  David,  when  he  fled  from  Absalom  his  son. 

LORD,  how  are  they  increased  that  trouble  me  I 
Many  are  they  that  rise  up  against  me. 
2  Many  there  be  luhich  say  of  my  soul. 
There  is  no  help  for  him  in  God.     [Seiah.] 

But  thou,  0  Lord,  art  a  shield  for  me  ; 
My  glory,  and  the  lifter  up  of  mine  head. 
*  I  cried  iinto  the  Lord  with  my  voice, 
And  he  heard  me  out  of  his  holy  hill.     [Seiah.] 


Ps.  IV.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS. 

5  I  laid  me  down  and  slept ; 

I  awaked  ;  for  the  Loed  sustained  me. 

6  I IV ill  not  he  afraid  of  ten  tJiousands  of  people y 
That  have  set  themselves  against  me  round  about. 

7  Arise,  0  Lord  ; 
Save  me,  O  my  God : 

For  thou  hast  smitten  all  mine  enemies  upon  the  cheek  bone; 
Thou  hast  broken  the  teeth  of  the  ungodly. 

8  Salvation  helongeth  unto  the  Lord: 

Thy  blessing  is  upon  thy  people.     [Seiah.] 


To  the  chief  Musician  on  Neginoth,  A  Psalm  of  David. 

HEAR  me  tvhen  I  call,  0  God  of  my  righteousness : 
Thou  hast  enlarged  me  when  I  was  in  distress ; 
Have  mercy  upon  me,  and  hear  my  prayer. 


^  0  ye  sons  pf  men,  how  long  will  ye  turn  my  glory  into  shame? 

How  long  will  ye  love  vanity,  and  seek  after  leasing?     [Seiah.] 
3  Bat  know  that  the  Lord  hath  set  apart  him  that  is  godly  for  himself: 

The  Lord  will  hear  wheii  I  call  unto  him. 

*  Stand  in  awe,  and  sin  not : 
Commune  with  your  own  heart  upon  your  bed,  and  be  still.     [Seiah.] 

5  Offer  the  sacrifices  of  righteousness. 
And  put  your  trust  in  the  Loed. 

6  There  he  many  that  say,   Who  ivill  shew  us  any  good  ? 
Lord,  lift  thou  up  the  light  of  thy  countenance  upon  us. 

7  Thou  hast  2Jut  gladness  in  my  heart, 

More  than  in  the  time  that  their  corn  and  their  wine  increased. 

8  /  loill  both  lay  me  down  in  peacf,  and  sleep : 

For  thou,  Lord,  only  makest  me  dwell  in  safety. 


THE     BOOK     OF    FSALMS,  [Ps.  V. 


To  the  chief  Musician  upon  Nehiloth,  A  Psalm  of  David. 

GIVE  ear  to  my  luords,  0  Lord  ; 
Consider  my  meditation. 

2  Hearken  unto  the  voice  of  my  cry^  iny  King,  and  my  God: 
For  unto  thee  will  I  pra}'. 

3  My  voice  shall  thou  hear  in  the  morniny^  0  Lord  ; 

In  the  morning  will  I  direct  my  prayer  unto  thee,  and  will  look  up. 

4  For  thou  art  not  a  God  tJiat  hath  2^leasi(re  in  wickedness  : 
Neither  shall  evil  dwell  with  thee. 

5  'The foolish  shall  not  stand  in  thy  sight: 
Thou  hatest  all  workers  of  iniquity. 

6  Thou  shall  destroy  litem  that  speak  leasing : 

The  LoKD  will  abhor  the  bloody  and  deceitful  man. 
'  But  as  for  me,  I  luill  come  into  thy  house  in  the  multitude  of  thy  mercy : 
And  in  thy  fear  will  I  worship  toward  thy  holy  temple. 

8  Lead  me^  0  Lord,  in  thy  righteousness  because  of  mine  enemies  ; 
Make  thy  way  straight  before  my  face. 

9  For  there  is  no  faithfulness  in  their  mouth; 
Their  inward  part  is  very  wickedness. 
Their  throat  is  an  open  sepulchre; 

They  flatter  with  their  tongue. 

10  Destroy  thou  them,  0  God  ; 

Let  them  fall  by  tlieir  own  counsels ; 

Cast  i/ieon  out  in  the  midtitude  of  their  transgressions ; 

For  they  have  rebelled  against  thee. 

11  But  let  all  those  that  put  tlieir  trust  in  thee  rejoice: 

Let  them  ever  shout  for  joy,  because  thou  defendest  them : 

Let  them  also  that  love  thy  name  he  joyful  in  thee.     12  For  thou,  Lord, 

wilt  hless  the  righteous  ; 
With  favour  wilt  thoii  compass  him  as  with  a  shield. 


Ps.  Vir.]  THE    BOOK    OF    PSALMS. 

g*i»lm  6. 

To  the  chief  Musician  on  Neglnoth  upon  Sheminith,  A  Psalm  of  David. 
0  LORD^  rehulce  me  not  in  thine  anger ^ 
Neither  chasten  me  in  thy  hot  displeasure. 

2  Have  mercy  upon  me,  0  Lord  ;  for  I  am  weah: 

0  Lord,  heal  me ;  for  my  bones  are  vexed. 

3  My  soul  is  also  sore  vexed: 
But  thou,  O  LoKD,  how  long  ? 

*  Return,  0  Lord,  deliver  my  soul: 
Oh  save  me  for  thy  mercies'  sake. 

5  For  in  death  there  is  no  rememhrance  of  thee: 
In  the  grave  who  shall  give  thee  thanks  ? 

6  1  am  weary  with  my  groaning  ; 

All  the  night  make  I  my  bed  to  swim  ; 

1  water  my  couch  with  my  tears. 

7  3fine  eye  is  consumed  because  of  grief ; 

It  waxeth  old  because  of  all  mine  enemies. 

8  Depart  from  me,  all  ye  ivorkers  of  iniquity ; 

For  the  Lokd  hath  heard  the  voice  of  my  weeping. 

9  The  Lord  hath  heard  my  supplication  ; 
The  Lord  will  receive  my  prayer. 

10  Let  all  mine  enemies  be  ashamed  and  sore  vexed: 
Let  them  return  and  be  ashamed  suddenly. 

i^jilm  7. 

Shiggaion  of  David,  which  he  sang  unto  the  Loed,  concerning  the  vrords  of  Gush  the  Benjamite. 
0  LORD  my' God,  iri  thee  do  L put  my  trust: 
Save  me  from  all  them  that  persecute  me,  and  deliver  me : 
2  Lest  he  tear  my  soid  like  a  lion, 
'  I  Rending  it  in  pieces,  while  there  is  none  to  deliver. 

^  0  Lord  my  God,  if  I  have  done  this  ; 
If  there  be  iniquity  in  my  hands ; 


8  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  VII. 

*  If  I  have  rewarded  evil  unto  him  that  was  at  peace  with  me  ^ 
(Yea,  I  have  delivered  liim  that  without  cause  is  mine  enemy:) 

5  Let  the  enemy  2^ersecute  my  soul,  and  take  it; 

Yea,  let  him  tread  down  my  life  upon  the  earthy 
And  lay  mine  honour  in  the  dust.     [Seiah.] 

6  Arise,  0  Lord,  in  thine  anger, 

Lift  up  thyself  because  of  the  rage  of  mine  enemies: 

And  aw^ake  for  me  to  the  judgment  that  thou  hast  commanded. 

7  So  shall  the  congregation  of  the  people  comp)ass  thee  about ; 
For  their  sakes  therefore  return  thou  on  high. 

8  The  Lokd  shall  judge  the  people  : 

Judge  me,  0  TjORD,  according  to  my  righteousness, 
And  according  to  mine  integrity  that  is  in  me. 

9  0  let  the  vjickedness  of  the  wicked  come  to  an  end ; 
But  establish  the  just : 

FOK   THE   KIGHTEOUS    GoD   TKIETH   THE    HEAKTS   AND   REINS. 

10  My  defence  is  of  God, 

Which  saveth  the  upright  in  heart. 

11  God  judgeth  the  righteous, 

And  God  is  angry  with  the  wicked  every  day. 

12  If  he  turn  not,  lie  will  whet  his  sword  ; 

He  hath  bent  his  bow,  and  made  it  ready. 

13  He  hath  also  prepared  for  him  the  instruments  of  death  ; 
He  ordaineth  his  arrows  against  the  persecutors. 

1*  Behold,  he  travaileth  with  iniquity, 

And  hath  conceived  mischief,  and  brought  forth  falsehood. 

15  He  made  a  pit,  and  digged  it. 

And  is  fallen  into  the  ditch  which  he  made. 

16  His  mischief  shall  return  upon  his  own  head. 

And  his  violent  dealing  shall  come  down  upon  his  own  pate. 

17  I  loill praise  the  Lord  according  to  his  righteousness  : 
And  will  sing  praise  to  the  name  of  the  Lord  most  high. 


Ps.  IX.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS. 

^t$^\xa  8. 

To  the  chief  musician  upon  Gittith,  A  Psalm  of  David. 

0  LORD  our  Lord, 

How  excellent  is  thy  ncune  in  all  the  earth  I 
Who  hast  set  thy  glory  above  the  heavens. 

2  Old  of  the  mouth  of  babes  and  sucklings  hast  thou  ordained  strength 
Because  of  thine  enemies, 

That  thou  mightest  still  the  enemy  and  the  avenger. 

3  When  I  consider  thy  heavens^  the  luorlc  of  thy  fingers y 
The  moon  and  the  stars,  which  thou  hast  ordained ; 

4  What  is  man,  that  thou  art  mindful  of  him? 
And  the  son  of  man,  that  thou  visitest  him  ? 

5  For  thou  hast  made  him  a  little  loioer  than  the  angels, 
And  hast  crowned  him  with  glory  and  honour. 

6  Thou  madest  him  to  have  dominion  over  the  work  of  thy  hands} 
Thou  hast  put  all  things  under  his  feet : 

T  All  sheep  and  oxen, 
Yea,  and  the  beasts  of  the  field  ; 

8  The  fowl  of  the  air,  and  the  fish  of  the  sea. 

And  whatsoever  passeth  through  the  paths  of  the  seas. 

9  O  LoED  OUR  Lord, 

How  EXCELLENT  IS  THY  NAME  m  ALL  THE  EARTH. 

iisalm  9. 

To  the  chief  Musician  upon  Muth-labben,  A  Psalm  of  David. 

/  WILL  praise  thee,  0  Lorb,  ivith  my  whole  heart; 

1  will  shew  forth  all  thy  marvellous  works. 

2  /  will  he  glad  and  rejoice  in  thee : 

I  will  sing  praise  to  thy  name,  O  thou  Most  High. 

3  When  mine  enemies  are  turned  back, 
They  shall  fall  and  perish  at  thy  presence. 


10  THE     BOOK     OF    FSAL3IS.  [Ps.  IX. 

*  For  thou  hast  maintained  ray  right  and  tny  cause  ; 
Thou  satest  in  the  throne  judging  right. 

5  Thou  hast  rehulced  the  heathen^  thoa  hast  destroyed  the  2vicked, 
Thou  hast  put  out  their  name  for  ever  and  ever. 

6  0  thou  enemy  !  destructions  are  come  to  a  perpetual  end  : 

And  thou  hast  destroyed  cities ;  their  memorial  is  perished  with  them. 

7  But  the  Lord  shall  endure  for  ever : 

He  hath  prepared  his  throne  for  judgment. 

8  And  he  shall  judge  the  world  in  righteousness^ 

He  shall  minister  judgment  to  the  people  in  uprightness. 
8  The  Lord  also  will  he  a  refuge  for  the  oppressed, 
A  refuge  in  times  of  trouble. 

10  And  they  that  know  thy  name  ivill put  their  trust  in  thee: 
For  thou,  Lord,  hast  not  forsaken  them  that  seek  thee. 

11  Sing  praises  to  the  Lord,  lohich  dwelleth  in  Zion  : 
Declare  among  the  people  his  doings. 

12  When  he  maketh  inquisition  for  hlood,  he  remembereth  them: 
He  forgetteth  not  the  cry  of  the  humble. 

13  Have  mercy  upon  me,  0  Lord  :  consider  my  trouble  which  I  suffer  of 

them  that  hate  me, 
Thou  that  liftest  me  up  from  the  gates  of  death : 

14  That  I  may  shew  forth  all  thy  praise  in  the  gates  of  the  daughter  of  Zion : 
I  will  rejoice  in  thy  salvation. 

15  The  heathen  are  sunk  down  in  the  pit  that  they  made: 
In  the  net  which  they  hid  is  their  own  foot  taken. 

16  The  Lord  is  known  by  die  judgment  ivhich  he  executeth: 

The  wicked  is  snared  in  the  work  of  his  own  hands.     [Higgaion.  seiah.] 

17  The  wicked  shall  be  turned  into  hell, 
And  all  Hhe  nations  that  forget  God. 

18  JpQf  ifiQ  needy  shall  not  always  he  forgotten: 

The  expectation  of  the  poor  shall  not  perish  for  ever. 


Ps.  X.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  11 

19  J. me,  0  Lord  ;  let  not  tnan  prevail : 
Let  the  heathen  be  judged  in  thy  sight. 

20  Put  them  in  fear,  0  Lord: 

That  the  nations  may  know  themselves  to  be  but  men.     [Seiah.] 


iisijtim  10. 

WHY  standest  thou  afar  off,  0  Lord? 

Why  hidest  thou  thyself  in  times  of  trouble  ? 

2  The  wicked  in  his  pride  doth  persecute  the  poor : 

Let  them  be  taken  in  the  devices  that  they  have  imagined. 

3  For  the  wiclced  hoasteth  of  his  hearths  desire, 

And  blesseth  the  covetous,  whom  the  Lord  abhorreth. 
^  The  ivicked,  through  the  pride  of  his  countenance^  will  not  seek  after  God: 
God  is  not  in  all  his  thoughts. 

5  His  loays  are  always  grievous  ; 

Thy  judgments  are  far  above  out  of  his  sight: 
As  for  all  his  enemies,  he  putFeth  at  them. 

6  He  hath  said  in  his  heart,  I  shall  not  be  moved: 
For  I  shall  never  be  in  adversity. 

7  His  mouth  is  full  of  cursing  and  deceit  and  fraud: 
Under  his  tongue  is  mischief  and  vanity. 

8  He  sitteth  in  the  lurking-places  of  the  villages : 
In  the  secret  p)laces  doth  he  Tnurder  the  innocent : 
His  eyes  are  privily  set  against  the  poor. 

9  He  lieth  in  wait  secretly  as  a  lion  in  his  den : 
He  lieth  in  wait  to  catch  the  poor : 

He  doth  catch  the  poor,  when  he  draweth  him  into  his  net. 

10  He  croucheth,  and  humbleth  himself. 

That  the  poor  may  fall  by  his  strong  ones. 

11  He  hath  said  in  his  heart,  God  hath  forgotten : 
He  hideth  his  face ;  he  will  never  see  it. 

12  Arise,  0  Lord ;  0  God,  lift  up  thine  hand: 
Forget  not  the  humble. 


12  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  XI. 

13  Wherefore  doth  the  wicked  contemn  God  ? 

He  hath  said  in  his  heart,  thou  wilt  not  require  it. 
1*  Thou  hast  seen  it; 

For  thou  beholdest  mischief  and  spite,  to  requite  it  with  thy  hand : 

The  poor  commiiteih  himself  unto  thee; 

Thou  art  the  helper  of  the  fatherless. 

15  Break  thou  the  arm  of  the  wicked  and  the  evil  man: 
Seek  out  his  wickedness  till  thou  find  none. 

16  The  Lord  is  King  for  ever  and  ever: 

The  heathen  are  perished  out  of  his  land. 

17  Lord,  thou  hast  heard  the  desire  of  the  humhle: 

Thou  wilt  prepare  their  heart,  thou  wilt  cause  thine  ear  to  hear : 

18  To  judge  the  fatherless  and  the  oppressed, 

That  the  man  of  the  earth  may  no  more  oppress. 


i$nlm  11. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  A  Psalm  of  David. 

In  the  Lord  put  I  my  trust; 

How  say  ye  to  my  soul, 

Flee  as  a  bird  to  your  mountain  ? 

2  For  J  lo,  the  wicked  bend  their  bow, 

They  make  ready  their  arroio  upon  the  string, 

That  they  may  privily  shoot  at  the  upright  in  heart. 

3  If  the  foundations  be  destroyed, 
What  can  the  righteous  do  ? 

4  The  Lord  is  in  his  holy  temple, 
The  Lord's  throne  is  in  heaven : 
His  eyes  behold, 

His  eyelids  try  the  children  of  men. 
B  The  Lord  trieth  the  righteous  : 
But  the  wicked  and  him  that  loveth  violence  his  soul  hateth. 


Ps.  XIII.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  13 

6  Upon  the  wicked  he  shall  rain  snares,  fire  and  brimstone^  and  an  horrible 

tempest. 
This  sliall  be  the  portion  of  their  cnp. 

7  For  the  righteous  Lord  loveth  righteousness ; 
His  countenance  doth  behold  the  upright. 

f^aUw   12. 

To  the  chief  Musician  upon  Sheminith,  A  Psalm  of  David. 

HELP^  Lord  ;  for  the  godly  man  ceased i. ; 

For  the  faithful  fail  from  among  the  children  of  men. 

2  They  speak  vanity  every  one  icith  his  neighbour : 

"With  flattering  lips  and  with  a  double  heart  do  tliej  speak, 

3  The  Lord  shall  cut  off  all  flattering  bps, 
And  the  tongue  that  speaketh  proud  things : 

^  Who  have  said,  With  our  tongue  will  lue  i^evail ; 
Our  lips  are  our  own  :  who  is  lord  over  us  ? 

5  For  the  oppression  of  the  poor ,  for  the  sighing  of  the  needy, 
Now  loill  I  arise,  saith  die  Lord  ; 

I  will  set  him  in  safety  from  him  that  pulFeth  at  him, 

6  The  words  of  the  Lord  are  pure  ivords: 

As  silver  tried  in  a  furnace  of  earth,  purified  seven  times. 

7  Thou  shalt  keep  them,  0  Lord, 

Thou  shalt  pi'eserve  them  from  this  generation  fop  ever. 

8  The  wicked  walk  on  every  side, 
When  the  vilest  men  are  exalted. 

f^jtlm  13. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  A  Psalm  of  David. 

HOW  long  ivilt  thou  forget  me,  0  Lord?  forever? 
How  long  wilt  thou  hide  thy  face  from  me  ? 
2  How  long  sJiqU  L  take  counsel  in  my  sold, 
Having  sorrow  in  my  heart  daily  f 
How  long  shall  mine  enemy  be  exalted  over  me  ? 


14  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  XV. 

3  Consider  and  hear  me,  0  Lord  my  God: 
Lighten  mine  eyes,  lest  I  sleep  the  sleep  of  death  ; 

4  Lest  mine  enemy  say,  I  have  'prevailed  against  him 
And  those  that  trouble  me  rejoice  when  I  am  moved. 

5  But  L  have  trusted  in  thy  mercy  ; 

My  heart  shall  rejoice  in  thy  salvation. 
8  I  will  sing  unto  the  Lokd,  because  he  hath  dealt  bountifully  with  me. 

i^tm  14. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  A  Psalm  of  David. 

TLIE  fool  hath  said  in  his  heart,  There  is  no  God, 
They  are  corrupt,  they  have  done  abominable  ivories, 
There  is  none  that  doeth  good. 

2  The  Lord  looked  doivn  from  heaven  upon  the  children  of  men. 
To  see  if  there  were  any  that  did  understand,  and  seek  God. 

3  They  are  all  gone  aside,  they  are  altogether  become  filthy : 
There  is  none  that  doeth  good,  no,  not  one. 

4  Have  all  the  workers  of  iniquity  no  knowledge? 
Who  eat  up  my  people  as  they  eat  bread, 
And  call  not  upon  the  Lord. 

5  There  tvere  they  in  great  fear : 

For  God  is  in  the  generation  of  the  righteous. 

6  Ye  have  shamed  the  counsel  of  the  poor, 
Because  the  Lord  is  his  refuge. 

7  Oh  that  the  salvation  of  Tsrael  were  come  out  of  Zion  I 

When  the  Lord  bringeth  back  the  captivity  of  his  people, 
Jacob  shall  rejoice,  and  Israel  shall  be  glad. 

I0lm  15. 

A  Psalm  of  David. 

LORD,  who  shall  abide  in  thy  tabernacle? 
Who  shall  dwell  in  tliy  holy  hill  ? 

2  He  that  walketh  uprightly,  and  ivorketh  righteousness, 
And  speaketh  the  truth  in  his  heart. 


Ps.  XVI.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS,  15 

3  He  that  bacTcbiteth  not  with  his  tongue^ 
Nor  doeth  evil  to  his  neighbour ., 
I^Tor  taketli  up  a  reproach  against  his  neighbour. 

*  In  whose  eyes  a  vile  j)erson  is  contemned  ; 
But  he  honoureth  them  that  fear  the  Lokd. 

He  that  sweareth  to  his  own  hurt,  and  changeth  not. 
5  He  that  putteth  not  out  his  money  to  usury, 
Nor  taketh  reioard  against  the  innocent. 
He  that  doeth  these  things  shall  never  be  moved. 

i^atm  16. 

Michtam  of  David. 

PRESERVE  me,  0  God: 
For  in  thee  do  I  put  my  trust. 

2  0  my  sold,  thou  hast  said  unto  the  Lord,  Thou  art  m.y  Lord: 
My  goodness  extendeth  not  to  thee ; 

3  But  to  the  saints  that  are  in  the  earth, 

And  to  the  excellent,  in  whom  is  all  my  delight. 

*  Their  sorrows  shall  be  multiplied  that  hasten  after  another  god : 
Their  drink  offerings  of  blood  loill  I  not  offer, 

Nor  take  up  their  names  into  my  lips. 

5  The  Lord  is  the  portion  of  mine  inheritance  and  of  my  cup: 
Thou  maintain  est  my  lot. 

6  The  lines  are  fallen  unto  me  in  pleasant  places  • 
Yea,  I  have  a  goodly  heritage. 

'^  I loill  bless  the  Lord,  loho  hath  given  me  counsel: 

My  reins  also  instruct  me  in  the  night  seasons. 
3  I  have  set  the  Lord  always  before  me: 

Because  he  is  at  my  right  hand,  I  shall  not  be  moved. 
9  Therefore  my  heart  is  glad,  and  my  glory  rejoiceth : 

My  flesh  also  shall  rest  in  hope. 
10  For  thou  wilt  not  leave  my  sold  in  hell ; 

Neither  wilt  thou  suflfer  thine  Holy  One  to  see  corruption. 


16  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  XVII. 

11  Thou  wilt  shew  me  the  j^ctth  of  life: 
In  thy  2>'>'€sence  is  fulness  of  joy  ; 
At  thy  right  hand  there  are  pleasures  for  evermore. 


i^alttt  17. 

A  Prayer  of  David. 

HEAR  the  rights  0  Lord^  attend  unto  my  cry  ; 

Give  ear  unto  my  prayer,  that  goeth  not  out  of  feigned  lips. 

2  Let  m.y  sentence  come  forth  frorn  thy  presence  ; 
Let  thine  eyes  behold  the  things  that  are  equal. 

3  Thou  hast  provM  mine  heart ; 
Thou  hast  visited  me  in  the  night ; 
Thou  hast  tried  me,  and  shalt  find  nothing  ; 

I  am  purposed  tliat  my  mouth  shall  not  transgress. 
*  Concerning  the  works  of  men, 
By  the  word  of  thy  lips  1  have  kept  me  from  the  paths  of  the  destroyer. 

6  Hold  up  my  goings  in  thy  paths, 
That  my  footsteps  slip  not. 

S  I  have  called  uj^on  thee, 
For  thou  wjlt  hear  me,  O  God : 
Incline  thine  ear  unto  me,  and  hear  my  speech. 

7  Shew  thy  marvellous  loving  kindness, 

O  thou  that  savest  by  thy  right  hand  them  which  put  their  trust  in 

thee, 
From  those  that  rise  up  against  them. 

8  Keep  'me  as  the  apple  of  the  eye  ; 

Hide  me  under  the  shadow  of  thy  wings, 

9  From  the  wicked  that  oppress  me. 

From  my  deadly  enemies,  who  compass  me  about. 

10  They  are  inclosed  in  their  own  fat: 
With  their  mouth  they  speak  proudly. 

11  They  have  now  compassed  us  in  our  steps: 

They  have  set  their  eyes  bowing  down  to  the  earth  ; 


Ps.  XVIII.]  ,.  THE     B00K0FPSAL3IS.  17 

12  Like  as  a  lion  that  is  greedy  of  his  prey, 

And  as  it  were  a  young  lion  lurking  in  secret  places. 

13  Arise,  0  Lord,  disappoint  him, 
Cast  him  down : 

Deliver  my  soul  from  the  ivicked,  ivhich  is  thy  sword : 
1*  From  men  wliicli  are  thy  Iiand,  O  Lokd,  from  men  of  the  world, 
^Vhich  have  their  i^oi'tion  in  this  life,  and  -whose  belly  thoufillest  with  thy 

hid  treasure: 
They  are  full  of  children,  and  leave  tlie  rest  of  their  substance  to 
their  babes. 
15  As  for  ine,  I  to  ill  behold  thy  face  in  righteousness : 
I  shall  be  satisfied,  when  I  awake,  with  thy  likeness. 

i^alm  18. 

To  the  chief  Mnsician,  A  Psalm  of  David,  the  servant  of  the  Lord  who  spake  unto  the  Lord  the 
words  of  this  song  in  the  day  that  the  Lord  delivered  him  from  the  hand  of  all  his  enemies, 
and  from  the  hand  of  Saul :  and  he  said, 

/  WILL  love  thee,  0  Lord,  my  strength. 

2  The  Lord  is  my  rock,  and  my  fortress,  and  my  deliverer ; 
My  Qod,  my  strength,  in  whom  I ivill  trust; 

My  buckler,  and  the  horn  of  my  salvation,  and  my  high  tower. 

3  I  will  call  v.pon  the  LoRD,  who  is  worthy  to  be  praised : 
So  shall  I  be  saved  from  mine  enemies. 

4  The  sorroivs  of  death  compassed  me, 

And  the  floods  of  ungodly  men  made  me  afraid. 

5  The  sorroios  of  hell  compassed  me  about : 
The  snares  of  death  prevented  me. 

6  In  my  disfi-ess  I  called  upon  the  Lord, 
And  cried  unto  my  God  : 

He  heard  my  voice  out  of  his  temple, 

And  my  cry  came  before  him,  even  into  his  ears. 

7  Then  the  earth  shook  and  trembled  ; 

The  foundations  also  of  the  hills  moved 
And  were  shaken,  because  he  was  wroth. 


18  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  fPs.  XVIII. 

8  There  loent  up  a  smoke  out  of  Ms  nostrils^ 
And  fire  out  of  his  mouth  devoured: 
Coals  were  kindled  by  it. 

9  He  bowed  the  heavens  also,  and  came  down: 
And  darkness  was  under  liis  feet. 

10  And  he  rode  upon  a  cherub,  and  did  fly : 
Yea,  he  did  fly  upon  the  wings  of  the  wind. 

11  He  made  darkness  his  secret  place  / 

His  pavilion  round  about  him  were  dark  waters  and  thick  clouds  of 
the  skies. 

12  At  the  brightness  that  was  before  him  his  thick  clouds  passed, 
Hail-stones  and  coals  of  fire. 

13  The  Lord  also  thundered  in  the  heavens^ 
And  the  Highest  gave  his  voice  ; 
Hail-stones  and  coals  of  fire. 

1*  Yea,  he  sent  out  his  arrows,  and  scattered  them  ; 
And  he  shot  out  lightnings,  and  discomfited  them. 

15  TJien  the  channels  of  waters  were  seen, 

And  the  foundations  of  the  world  were  discovered 

At  thy  rebuke,  0  Lord, 

At  the  blast  of  the  breath  of  thy  nostrils. 

16  He  sent  from  above,  he  took  me, 
He  drew  me  out  of  many  waters. 

17  He  delivered  me  from  my  strong  enemy. 

And  from  them  which  hated  me :    for  they  were  too  strong  for 
me. 

18  TJiey  prevented  me  in  the  day  of  my  calamity  : 
But  the  LoKD  was  my  stay. 

19  He  brought  me  forth  also  into  a  large  place: 
He  delivered  me,  because  he  delighted  in  me. 

20  Tlte  Lord  rewarded  me  according  to  my  righteousness ; 
According  to  the  cleanness  of  my  hands  hath  he  recompensed  me. 

21  Pqj'  I  have  kept  the  ivays  of  the  Lord, 

And  have  not  wickedly  departed  from  my  God. 


Ps.  XVIII.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  19 

22  For  all  his  judgments  were  before  rtie^ 

And  I  did  not  put  away  his  statutes  from  me. 

23  /  was  also  upright  before  him, 

And  I  kept  myself  from  mine  iniquity. 

24  Therefore  hath  the  Lord  recompensed  me  according  to  my  righteous- 

ness, 
According  to  the  cleanness  of  my  hands  in  his  eyesight. 

25  With  the  merciful  thou  wilt  shew  thyself  merciful ; 
With  an  upright  man  thou  wilt  shew  thyself  upright ; 

26  With  the  pure  thou  lailt  shew  thy sef  pure  ; 

And  with  the  froward  thou  wilt  shew  thyself  froward. 

27  For  thou  wilt  save  the  afflicted  people  ; 
But  wilt  bring  down  high  looks. 

28  For  thou  wilt  light  my  candle: 

The  LoKD  my  God  will  enlighten  my  darkness. 

29  For  by  thee  1  have  run  through  a  troop  ; 
And  by  my  God  have  I  leaped  over  a  wall. 

30  ^5  for  God,  his  way  is  perfect: 
The  word  of  the  Lord  is  tried: 

He  is  a  buckler  to  all  those  that  trust  in  him. 

31  For  luho  is  God  save  the  Lord? 
Or  who  is  a  rock  save  our  God  ? 

32  It  is  God  that  girdeth  me  with  strength. 
And  maketh  my  way  perfect. 

33  He  maketh  my  feet  like  hinds''  feet, 
And  setteth  me  upon  my  high  places. 

34  He  teacheth  my  hands  to  ivar, 

So  that  a  bow  of  steel  is  broken  by  mine  arms. 

35  Thou  hast  also  given  me  the  shield  of  thy  salvation: 
And  thy  right  hand  hath  holden  me  tip, 

And  thy  gentleness  hath  made  me  great. 

36  Thou  hast  erdarged  my  stejis  under  me, 
That  my  feet  did  not  slip. 


20  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  XVllI. 

37  I  have  pursued  mine  enemies.,  and  overtaken  them: 
Neither  did  I  turn  again  till  they  were  consumed. 

38  I  have  wounded  them,  that  they  were  not  able  to  rise: 
They  are  fallen  under  my  feet. 

39  For  thou  liaat  (jirded  me  ivith  strength  unto  the  battle: 

Thou  hast  subdued  under  me  those  that  rose  up  against  me. 
*0  Thou  hast  also  given  me  the  necks  of  mine  enemies  ; 
That  I  might  destroy  them  that  hate  me. 

41  They  cried,  but  there  was  none  to  save  them : 
Even  unto  the  Lokd,  but  he  answered  them  not. 

42  Then  did  I  beat  them  small  as  the  dust  before  the  loind  : 
I  did  cast  them  out  as  the  dirt  in  the  streets. 

43  Thou  hast  delivered  me  from  the  strivings  of  the  people  ; 
And  thou  hast  made  me  the  head  of  the  heathen : 

A  people  whom  I  have  not  known  shall  serve  me. 

44  ^5  soon  as  they  hear  of  me,  they  shall  obey  me: 
The  strangers  shall  submit  themselves  unto  me. 

45  The  strangers  shcdl  fade  away, 

And  be  afraid  out  of  their  close  places. 

46  The  Lord  liveth ;  and  blessed  be  my  Rock; 
And  let  the  God  of  my  salvation  be  exalted. 

47  It  is  God  that  avengeth  me, 

And  subdueth  the  people  under  me. 

48  He  delivereth  tne from  mine  enemies: 

Yea,  thou  liftest  me  up  above  those  that  rise  up  against  me: 
Thou  hast  delivered  me  from  the  violent  man, 

49  Therefore  will  I  give  thanks  unto  thee,  0  Lord,  among  the  heathen. 
And  sing  praises  unto  thy  name. 

60  Great  deliverance  giveth  he  to  his  king  ; 
And  sheweth  mercy  to  his  anointed, 
To  David,  and  to  his  seed  for  evermore. 


Pb.  XIX.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  21 


i^alm  19. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  A  Psalm  of  David. 

THE  heavens  declare  the  glory  of  God  ; 

And  the  firmament  sheweth  his  handy  work. 

2  Day  unto  day  uttereth  speech. 

And  night  unto  night  sheweth  knowledge. 

3  There  is  no  speech  nor  language, 
Where  their  voice  is  not  heard. 

*  Their  line  is  gone  out  through  all  the  earth. 

And  their  words  to  the  end  of  the  world. 

In  them  hath  he  set  a  tahernacle  for  the  sun, 
*6  Which  is  as  a  bridegroom  coming  out  of  his  chamber, 

And  rejoiceth  as  a  strong  man  to  run  a  race. 
6  His  going  forth  is  from  the  end  of  the  heaven, 

And  his  circuit  unto  the  ends  of  it: 

And  there  is  nothing  hid  from  the  heat  thereof, 

'7  The  laiu  of  the  Lord  is  perfect,  converting  the  soul: 
The  testimony  of  the  Lord  is  sure,  making  wise  the  simple. 

8  The  statutes  of  the  Lord  are  right,  rejoicing  the  heart: 

The  commandment  of  the  Lord  is  pure,  enlightening  the  eyes. 

9  The  fear  of  the  Lord  is  clean,  enduring  for  ever: 

The  judgments  of  the  Lord  are  true  and  righteous  altogether. 

10  More  to  he  desired  are  they  than  gold,  yea,  than  much  fine  gold: 
Sweeter  also  than  honey  and  the  honey-comb. 

11  Moreover,  hy  them  is  thy  servant  warned: 

And  in  keeping  of  them  there  is  great  reward. 

12  Who  can  understand  his  errors  ? 
Cleanse  thou  me  from  secret  faults. 

13  Keep  hack  thy  servant  aho  fro)n presum'ptuous  sins; 
Let  them  not  have  dominion  over  me : 

Then  shall  I  he  ujjright. 

And  I  shall  be  innocent  from  the  great  transgression. 


22  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [P6.  XXi. 

14  Let  the  words  of  my  mouth,  and  the  meditation  of  my  heart,  be  acceptable 
in  thy  sight, 
O  LoKD,  my  strength,  and  my  redeemer. 

g^alm  20. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  A  Psalm  of  David. 

THE  Lord  hear  thee  in  the  day  of  trouUe  ; 
The  name  of  the  God  of  Jacob  defend  thee ; 

2  Send  thee  help  from  the  sanctuary, 
And  strengthen  thee  out  of  Zion. 

3  Remember  all  thy  offerings. 

And  accept  thy  burnt  sacrifice.      [Seiah.] 
*  Grant  thee  according  to  thine  own  heart. 
And  fulfill  all  thy  counsel. 

5  We  will  rejoice  in  thy  salvation, 

And  in  the  name  of  our  God  we  will  set  up  our  banners : 
The  Lokd  fulfil  all  thy  petitions. 

6  Now  know  I  that  the  Lord  saveth  his  anointed  ; 

He  will  hear  him  from  his  holy  heaven  with  the  saving  strength  of 
his  right  hand. 

7  Some  trust  in  chariots,  and  some  in  horses  : 

But  we  will  remember  the  name  of  the  Loed  our  God. 

8  They  are  brought  doiun  aoidfcdlen: 
But  we  are  risen,  and  stand  upright. 

9  Save,  Lord  : 

Let  the  king  hear  us  when  we  call. 

ijsalm  21. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  A  Psalm  of  David. 
THE  Icing  shall  joy  in  thy  strength,  G  Lord  ; 
And  in  thy  salvation  how  greatly  shall  he  rejoice ! 
2  Thou  liast  given  him  his  liearfs  desire, 
And  hast  not  witliholden  the  request  of  his  lips,     [Seiah.^ 


Ps.  XXII.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  23. 

3  For  thou  preventest  liiin  ivith  the  hlessings  of  goodness: 

Thou  settest  a  crown  of  pure  gold  on  his  head. 
^  He  asked  life  of  thee^  and  thou  gavest  it  him, 

Even  length  of  days  for  ever  and  ever, 

5  His  glory  is  great  in  thy  salvation: 

Honour  and  majesty  hast  thou  laid  upon  him. 

6  For  thou  hast  made  him  most  blessed  for  ever: 

Thou  hast  made  him  exceeding  glad  with  thy  countenance. 

7  For  the  king  trusteth  in  the  Lord, 

And  through  the  mercy  of  the  Most  High  he  shall  not  be  mov^d. 

8  Thine  hand  shall  find  out  all  thine  enemies: 

*     Thy  right  hand  shall  find  out  those  that  hate  thee. 

9  Thou  shall  make  them  as  a  fiery  oven  in  the  time  of  thine  anger: 

The  Lord  shall  swallow  them  up  in  his  wrath,  and  the  fire  shall 
devour  them. 

10  Their  fruit  shall  thou  destroy  from  the  earth, 

And  their  seed  from  among  the  children  of  men. 

11  For  they  intended  evil  against  thee: 

They  imagined  a  mischievous  device,  which  they  are  not  able  to 
perform. 

12  Therefore  shalt  thou  Tnake  them  turn  their  hack, 

When  thou  shalt  make  ready  thine  arrows  upon  thy  strings  against 
the  face  of  them. 

13  Be  thou  exalted.  Lord,  in  thine  own  strength: 
So  will  we  sing  and  praise  thy  power. 

i^alm  22. 

To  the  chief  Musician  upon  Aijeleth  Shahar,  A  Psalm  of  David. 

MY  Ood,  m,y  God,  why  hast  thou  forsaken  m,e? 

Why  art  thou  so  far  from  helping  me,  and-  from  the  words  of  my 
roaring  ? 
2  O  my  Ood,  I  cry  in  the  day-time,  hut  thou  hearest  not; 
And  in  the  night  season,  and  am  not  silent. 


24  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Pa.  XXII. 

3  Bui  thou  art  holy, 

O  thou  that  inhabitest  the  praises  of  Israel. 
*  Our  fatliers  trusted  in  thee: 

They  trusted,  and  thou  didst  deliver  them. 

5  They  cried  unto  thee,  and  were  delivered: 

They  trusted  in  thee,  and  were  not  confounded. 

6  But  I  am  a  worm,  and  no  man  ; 

A  reproach  of  men,  and  despised  of  the  people. 
"J  All  they  that  see  me  laugh  me  to  scorn: 
They  shoot  out  the  lip,  they  shake  the  head, 

8  Saying,  He  trusted  on  the  Lord  that  he  would  deliver  him: 
Let  him  deliver  him,  seeing  he  delighted  in  him. 

9  But  thou  art  lie  that  took  me  out  of  the  womb: 

Thou  didst  make  me  hope  when  I  was  upon  my  mother's  breasts. 

10  1 10 as  cast  upon  thee  from  the  loomh : 
Thou  art  my  God  from  my  mother's  belly. 

11  Be  not  far  from  me  ;  for  trouble  is  near  ; 
For  there  is  none  to  help. 

12  Many  bulls  have  compassed  me: 

Strong  bulls  of  Bashan  have  beset  me  round. 

13  They  gaped  upon  me  with  their  mouths, 
As  a  ravening  and  a  roaring  lion. 

1*  /  am  poured  out  like  water, 

And  all  my  bones  are  out  of  joint ; 

My  heart  is  like  wax: 

It  is  melted  in  the  midst  of  my  bowels. 
16  My  strength  is  dried  up  like  a  potsherd ; 

And  my  tongue  cleaveth  to  my  jaivs ; 

And  thou  hast  brought  me  into  the  dust  of  death. 

16  For  dogs  have  compassed  me : 

The  assembly  (f  the  wicked  have  inclosed  me: 
They  pierced  my  hands  and  my  feet. 

17  I nnay  tell  all  my  bones: 
They  look  and  stare  upon  me. 


Pa  XXII.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  26 

18  They  pari  my  garments  among  them^ 
And  cast  lots  upon  my  vesture. 

19  But  he  not  thou  far  from  me^  0  Lord: 

0  my  strength,  haste  thee  to  help  me. 

20  Deliver  my  soul  from  the  sivord  ; 

My  darling  from  the  power  of  the  dog. 

21  Save  me  from  the  lion^s  mouth: 

For  thou  hast  heard  me  from  the  horns  of  the  unicorns. 

22  Tvjill  declare  thy  name  lunto  my  brethren: 

In  the  midst  of  the  congregation  will  I  praise  thee. 

23  Ye  that  fear  the  Lord,  praise  him  ; 
All  ye  the  seed  of  Jacob,  glorify  him  / 
And  fear  him,  all  ye  the  seed  of  Israel. 

2*  For  he  hath  not  despised  nor  abhorred  the  affliction  of  the  afflicted ; 
Neither  hath  he  hid  Ids  face  from  him  ; 
But  when  he  cried  unto  him,  he  heard. 

25  My  praise  shall  be  of  thee  in  the  great  congregation :     ^ 

1  will  pay  my  vows  before  tbeni  that  fear  him. 

26  The  meek  shall  eat  and  be  satisfied : 
They  shall p)raise  the  Lord  that  seek  him: 
Your  heart  shall  live  for  ever. 

27  All  the  ends  of  the  world  shall  remember  and  turn  unto  the  Lord: 
And  all  the  kindreds  of  the  nations  shall  worship  before  thee. 

28  For  the  kingdom  is  the  Lord's  : 

And  he  is  the  governor  among  the  nations. 

29  All  they  that  be  fat  upon  earth  shall  eat  and  tvorship: 

All  they  that  go  down  to  the  dust  shall  bow  before  him  :    and  none 
can  keep  alive  his  own  soul. 

30  A  seed  shall  serve  him  ; 

It  shall  be  accounted  to  the  Lokd  for  a  generation. 

31  They  shall  come,  and  shall  declare  his  righteousness  unio  a  people  that 

shall  be  born, 
That  he  hath  done  this. 


36  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  XXIV. 

l^nlm  23. 

A  Psalm  of  David. 

THE  Lord  is  my  shepherd ; 
I  shall  not  want. 

2  He  maketh  me  to  lie  down  in  green  pastures : 
He  leadeth  me  beside  the  still  waters. 

3  He  restoreth  my  soul: 

He  leadeth  me  in  the  paths  of  righteousness 
For  his  name's  sake. 

4  Yea,  though  I  walk  thro^igh  the  valley  of  the  shadoiu  of  death, 
I  will  fear  no  evil:  for  thou  art  with  me; 

Thy  rod  and  thy  staff  they  comfort  me. 

5  Thou  prepar  est  a  table  before  me  in  the  piresence  of  mine  enemies: 
Thou  anointest  my  head  with  oil ; 

My  cup  runneth  over. 

6  Surely  goodness*and  mercy  shall  follow  me  all  the  days  of  my  life : 
And  I  will  dwell  in  the  house  of  the  Loed  for  ever. 

'^i^SM  24. 

A  Psalm  of  David. 

THE  earth  is  the  LoRifs  and  the  fulness  thereof; 
The  world,  and  they  that  dwell  therein. 

2  For  he  hath  founded  it  upon  the  seas, 
And  established  it  upon  the  floods. 

3  Who  shall  ascend  into  the  hill  of  the  Lord? 
And  who  shall  stand  in  his  holy  place  ? 

*  He  that  hath  clean  hands,  and  a  pure  heart; 

Who  hath  not  lifteth  up  his  soul  unto  vanity, 

Nor  sworn  deceitfully. 
6  He  shall  receive  the  blessing  from  the  Lord, 

And  righteousness  from  tHe  God  of  his  salvation. 


Ps.  XXV.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALlfS.  27 

6  This  is  the  generation  of  them  that  seek  him, 
That  seek  thy  face,  O  Jacob.     [Seiah.] 

'^  Lift  up  your  heads,  0  ye  gates  ; 
And  be  ye  lift  up,  ye  everlasting  doors ; 
And  the  King  of  glokt  shall  come  in. 

8  Who  is  this  King  of  glory  f 
The  Lord  strong  and  mighty, 
The  Loed  isnGHxr  est  battle. 

9  Lift  up  your  heads,  0  ye  gates  ; 

Even  lift  them  np,  ye  everlasting  doors ; 
And  the  King  of  glory  shall  come  est. 

10  Who  is  this  King  of  glory  ? 
The  Lord  of  hosts, 
He  is  the  King  of  glory.     [Seiah.] 


f^alm  25. 

a  Psalm  of  David. 

UNTO  thee,  0  Lord,  do  I  lift  up  my  soul. 

2  O  my  God,  I  trust  in  thee : 
Let  me  not  he  ashamM, 

Let  not  mine  enemies  triumph  over  me, 

3  Yea,  let  none  that  ivait  on  thee  he  ashamed : 

Let  them  be  ashamed  which  transgress  without  cause. 

4  Shew  me  thy  ivays,  0  Lord ;  i 
Teach  me  thy  paths. 

5  Lead  me  in  thy  truth,  and  teach  me: 
For  thou  art  the  God  of  my  salvation  ; 
On  thee  do  I  wait  all  the  day. 

6  Rememher,  0  Lord,  thy  tender  mercies  and  thy  loving  kindnesses ; 
For  they  have  been  ever  of  old. 


38  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  XXV. 

7  Remember  not  the  sins  of  my  yoitth,  nor  my  transgressions : 
According  to  tliy  mercy  remember  thou  me 

For  thy  goodness'  sake,  O  Lokd. 

8  Good  and  upright  is  the  Lord: 
Therefore  will  he  teach  sinners  in  the  way. 

9  The  meek  will  he  guide  in  judgment: 
And  the  meek  will  he  teach  his  way. 

10  All  the  paths  of  the  Lord  are  mercy  and  truth 

Unto  such  as  keep  his  covenant  and  his  testimonies. 

11  For  thy  name's  sake,  0  Lord,  pardoii  mine  iniquity  ; 
For  it  is  great. 

12  What  man  is  he  that/eareih  the  Lord? 

Him  shall  he  teach  in  the  way  that  he  shall  choose. 

13  His  sold  shall  dwell  at  ease  ; 

And  his  seed  shall  inlierit  the  earth. 
1*  The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  loith  them  that  fear  him; 
And  he  will  shew  them  his  covenant, 

15  Mine  eyes  are  ever  toioard  the  Lord; 

For  he  shall  pluck  my  feet  out  of  the  net. 

16  Turn  thee  unto  me,  and  have  mercy  upon  me  ; 
For  I  am  desolate  and  afflicted. 

1''  The  troubles  of  'iny  heart  are  enlarged  : 
^  O  bring  thou  me  out  of  my  distresses. 

18  Look  \ipon  mine  affliction  and  my  pain  ; 
And  forgive  all  my  sins. 

19  Consider  mine  enemies  ;  for  they  are  many  ; 
And  they  hate  me  with  cruel  hatred. 

20  0  keep  my  soul,  and  deliver  me: 

Let  me  not  be  ashamed  ;  for  I  put  my  trust  in  thee. 

21  Let  integrity  and  uprightness  p)reserve  me ; 
For  L  wait  on  thee. 

22  Redeem  Iskael,  O  God,  out  of  all  his  troubles. 


Ps.  XXVIL]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  29 

i^alm  26. 

A  Psalm  of  David. 

JUDGE  me,  0  Lord  ;  for  I  have  walked  in  mine  integrity  ; 
I  have  trusted  also  in  the  Lokd  ;  therefore  I  shall  not  slide. 

2  Examine  me^  0  Lord^  and  prove  me; 
Try  my  reins  and  my  heart. 

3  For  thy  loving-kindness  is  before  mine  eyes : 
And  I  have  walked  in  thy  truth. 

4  I  have  not  sat  with  vain  persons, 
l^Teither  will  I  go  in  with  dissemblers. 

5  I  have  hated  the  congregation  of  evil  doers  ; 
And  will  not  sit  with  the  wicked. 

6  I  will  ivash  mine  hands  in  innocency : 
So  will  I  compass  thine  altar,  O  Lokd  : 

7  That  I  may  publish  with  the  voice  of  thanksgiving, 
And  tell  of  all  thy  wondrous  works. 

8  LoRD^  I  have  loved  the  habitation  of  thy  house, 
And  the  place  where  thine  honour  dwelleth. 

9  Gather  not  my  soul  with  sinners, 
Nor  my  life  with  bloody  men : 

10  In  whose  hands  is  mischief, 

And  their  right  hand  is  full  of  bribes. 

11  But  as  for  me,  I  will  walk  in  mine  integrity: 
Redeem  me,  and  be  merciful  unto  me. 

12  My  foot  standeth  in  an  even  place: 

In  the  congregations  will  I  bless  the  Lokd. 

g^alm  27. 

A  Psalm  of  David. 

THE  Lord  is  my  light  and  my  salvation  ;  whom  shall  I  fear? 
The  Lord  is  the  strength  of  my  life ;  of  whom  shall  I  be  afraid  ? 
2  When  the  wicked,  even  mine  enemies  and  Tny  foes^  came  upon  me  to  eat 
up  my  flesh, 
They  stumbled  and  fell. 


30  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  XXVII. 

3  Though  an  host  should  encamp  against  me,  mij  heart  shall  not  fear : 
Though  war  should  rise  against  me,  in  this  will  I  be  confident. 

*  One  tiling  have  1  desired  of  the  Lord, 
Tliat  will  I  seek  after ; 

That  I  may  dwell  in  the  house  of  the  Lord  all  the  days  of  my  life, 
To  beliold  the  beauty  of  the  Lord,  and  to  inquire  in  his  temple. 

5  J^or  in  the  time  of  trouble  he  shall  hide  me  in  his  pavilion: 
In  the  secret  of  his  tabernacle  shall  he  hide  me ; 

He  shall  set  me  up  iqjon  a  rock. 

6  And  now  shall  mine  head  be  lifted  up  above  mine  enemies  round 

about  me : 
Therefore  will  I  offer  in  his  tabernacle  sacrifices  of  joy  ; 
I  will  sing,  yea,  I  will  sing  praises  unto  the  Lord, 

7  Hear,  0  Lord,  tvhen  I  cry  with  my  voice: 
Have  mercy  also  upon  me,  and  answer  me. 

8  When  thou  saidst,  Seek  ye  m.y  face  ; 

My  heart  said  unto  thee,  Thy  face,  Loed,  will  I  seek. 

9  Hide  not  thy  face  far  from  me; 

Put  not  thy  servant  away  in  anger : 
Thou  hast  been  my  help  ;  leave  me  not, 
Neither  forsake  me,  O  God  of  my  salvation. 

10  When  my  father  and  mother  forsake  me. 
Then  the  Lord  will  take  me  up. 

11  Teach  me  thy  way,  0  Lord., 

And  lead  me  in  a  plain  path,  because  of  mine  enemies. 

12  Deliver  me  not  over  unto  the  will  of  mine  enemies : 
Fur  false  ivitnesses  are  risen  up  against  me., 

And  such  as  breathe  out  cruelty. 

13  /  had  fainted,  unless  I  had  believed  to  see  the  goodness  of  the  Lord  in 

the  land  of  the  living. 
1*  Wait  on  the  Lord  : 

Be  of  good  courage,  and  he  shall  strengthen  thine  heart: 
Wait,  I  say,  on  the  Lord. 


Ps.  XXVIII.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  31 


'g%'^\m  28. 

A  Psalm  of  David. 

UNTO  thee  will  I cry^  0  Lord  my  rock; 
Be  not  silent  to  me : 

Lest,  if  thou  be  silent  to  me,  I  become  like  them  that  go  down  into 
the  pit. 

2  Hear  the  voice  of  my  supplications^  when  I  cry  unto  thee, 
When  I  lift  up  my  hands  toward  thy  holy  oracle. 

3  Draw  me  not  away  with  the  luicked, 
And  with  the  workers  of  iniquity. 
Which  speak  peace  to  their  neighhours. 
But  mischief  is  in  their  hearts. 

*  Give  them  according  to  their  deeds, 

And  according  to  the  wickedness  of  their  endeavours : 

Oive  them  after  the  ivork  of  their  hands  ; 

Render  to  them  their  desert. 
5  Because  they  regard  not  the  works  of  the  LoRD^ 

Nor  the  operation  of  his  hands, 

He  shall  destroy  them, 

And  not  build  them  up. 


8  Blessed  he  the  Lord, 
Because  he  hath  heard  the  voice  of  my  supplications. 

7  The  Lord  is  my  strength,  and  my  shield ; 
My  heart  trusted  in  him,  and  I  am  helped  : 
Therefore  my  heart  greatly  rejoiceth ; 

And  with  my  song  will  I  praise  him. 

8  The  Lord  is  their  strength, 

And  he  is  the  saving  strength  of  his  anointed. 

9  Save  thy  people. 

And  bless  thine  inheritance :    • 

Feed  them  also,  and  lift  them  up  for  ever. 


32  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  XXX. 

i^atm  29. 

A  Psalm  of  David. 

GIVE  unto  the  Loud,  0  ye  mvjhUj, 
Give  unto  the  Lokd  gloiy  and  strength. 

2  Give  unto  the  Lord  the  glory  due  unto  his  name  ; 
Worship  the  Lord  in  the  beauty  of  holiness. 

3  The  voice  of  the  Lord  is  upon  the  ivaters: 
The  God  of  glory  thundereth  : 

The  LoED  is  upon  many  waters. 
*  The  voice  of  the  Lord  is  'powerful ; 
The  voice  of  the  Lord  is  full  of  majesty. 

5  The  voice  of  the  Lord  hreaketh  the  cedars: 

Yea,  the  Lord  breaketh  the  cedars  of  Lebanon. 

6  He  maketh  tliem  also  to  skip  like  a  calf; 
Lebanon  and  Sirion  like  a  young  unicorn. 

7  The  voice  of  the  Lord  divideth  the  flames  of  fire. 

8  The  voice  of  the  Lord  shaketh  the  loilderness ; 
The  Lord  shaketh  the  w^ilderness  of  Kadesh. 

8  The  voice  of  the  Lord  maketh  the  hinds  to  calve, 
And  discovereth  the  forests : 
And  in  his  temple  doth  every  one  speak  of  his  glorj^ 

10  The  Lord  sitteth  upon  the  flood  ; 
Yea,  the  Lord  sitteth  King  for  ever. 

11  The  Lord  will  give  strength  unto  Ins  people  ^ 
The  Lord  will  bless  his  people  with  peace. 

i^atm  30. 

A  Psalm  and  Song  at  the  dedication  of  the  house  of  David. 

/  WILL  extol  thee,  0  Lord  ;  for  thou  hast  lifted  me  up, 
And  hast  not  made  my  foes  to  rejoice  over  me. 
2  0  Lord  my  God,  I  cried  unto  thee,  and  thou  hast  healed  me. 


Ps,  XXXI.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  33 

3  O  LoED,  thou  hast  brought  up  my  soul  from  the  grave : 
Thou  hast  kept  me  alive, 
That  I  should  not  go  down  to  the  pit. 

*  Sing  unto  the  LoRD^  0  ye  saints  of  his, 
And  give  thanks  at  the  remembrance  of  his  holiness. 

5  For  his  anger  endureth  hut  a  moment  ^ 
In  his  favour  is  life : 

Weeping  may  endure  for  a  night, 
But  joy  Cometh  in  the  morning. 

6  And  in  ray  prosperity  I  said, 
I  shall  never  he  moved. 

7  LoKD,  by  thy  favour  thou  hast  made  my  mountain  to  stand  strong : 
Thou  didst  hide  thy  face 

And  I  was  troubled. 

8  I  cried  to  thee,  0  Lord  ; 

And  unto  the  Lokd  I  made  supplication. 

9  What  profit  is  there  in  my  blood,  ichen  I  go  doivn  to  the  pit? 
Shall  the  dust  praise  thee  ?  shall  it  declare  thy  truth  ? 

10  Hear,  0  Lord,  and  have  mercy  upon  me: 
Lord,  be  thou  my  helper. 

11  Thou  hast  turned  for  me  my  mourning  into  dancing : 

Thou  hast  put  oif  my  sackcloth,  and  girded  me  with  gladness ; 

12  To  the  end  that  my  glory  may  sing  praise  to  thee,  and  not  he  silent. 
O  LoED  my  God,  I  will  give  thanks  unto  thee  for  ever. 

i^alm  31. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  A  Psalm  of  David. 

IN  thee,  0  Lord,  do  I  put  my  trust ; 
Let  me  never  be  ashamed  : 
Deliver  me  in  thy  righteousness. 
2  Bow  down  thine  ear  to  me ;  deliver  me  speedily : 
Be  thou  my  strong  rock. 
For  a  house  of  defence  to  save  me. 


34  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  XXXI. 

3  For  thou  art  my  roclc  and  my  fortress  ; 

Therefore  for  thy  name's  sake  lead  me,  and  guide  me. 
*  Pull  me  out  of  the  net  that  they  have  laid  privily  for  me: 

For  thou  art  my  strength. 
6  Into  thine  hand  I  commit  my  spirit: 

Thou  hast  redeemed  me,  O  Lord  God  of  truth. 

6  I  have  hated  them  that  regard  lying  vanities  : 
But  I  trust  in  the  Lord. 

7  /  ivill  he  glad  and  rejoice  in  thy  mercy : 
For  thou  hast  considered  my  trouble  ; 
Thou  hast  known  my  soul  in  adversities ; 

^  And  hast  not  shut  me  up  into  the  hand  of  the  enemy: 
Thou  hast  set  ray  foot  in  a  large  room. 

8  Have  niercy  upon  me,  0  Lord,  for  I  am  in  trouble: 

Mine  eye  is  consumed  with  grief,  yea,  my  soul  and  my  belly. 

10  Por  my  life  is  spent  with  grief 
And  my  years  with  sighing  : 

My  strength  faileth  because  of  mine  iniquity y 
And  my  bones  are  consumed. 

11  I  was  a  reproach  among  all  mine  enemies^ 
But  especially  among  ray  neighbours, 
And  a  fear  to  mine  acquaintance: 

They  that  did  see  me  without  fled  from  me. 

12  I  am  forgotten  as  a  dead  man  out  of  mind : 
I  am  like  a  broken  vessel. 

13  For  I  have  heard  the  slander  of  many : 
Fear  was  on  every  side : 

While  they  took  counsel  together  against  me, 
They  devised  to  take  away  my  life. 

1*  But  I  trusted  in  thee,  0  Lord: 

I  said.  Thou  art  my  God, 
"^^  My  times  are  in  tliy  hand:   deliver  me  from  the  hand  of  mine  ene- 
mies. 

And  from  thera  that  persecute  rae. 


Ps.  XXXII.]  TSE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS,  35 

16  Make  thy  face  to  shine  upon  thy  servant: 
Save  me  for  thy  mercies'  sake. 

17  Let  me  not  he  ashamed,  0  Lord  ; 
For  I  have  called  upon  thee : 
Let  the  wicked  be  ashamed, 

And  let  them  be  silent  in  the  grave. 

18  Let  the  lying  lips  he  put  to  silence ; 

Which  speak  grievous  things  proudly  and  contemptuously  against 
the  righteous. 

19  Oh  how  great  is  thy  goodness,  luhich  thou  hast  laid  up  for  them  that 

fear  thee  ; 
Which  thou  hast  wrought  for  them  that  trust  in  thee  before  the  sons 
of  men ! 

20  Thou  shcdt  hide  them  in  the  secret  of  thy  presence  from  the  pride  of  man: 
Thou  shalt  keep  them  secretly  in  a  pavilion  from  the  strife  of  tongues. 

^^- Blessed  be  the  Lord: 

For  he  hath  shewed  me  his  marvellous  kindness  in  a  strong  city. 

22  For  L  said  in  iny  haste, 

L  am  cut  off  from  before  thine  eyes: 

Nevertheless  thou  heardest  the  voice  of  my  supplications  when  I 
cried  unto  thee. 

23  0  love  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  saints: 
For  the  Lord  preserveth  the  faithful, 
And  plentifully  rewardeth  the  proud  doer. 

24:  Be  of  good  courage,  and  he  shall  strengthen  your  heart, 
All  ye  that  hope  in  the  Loed. 

i^alm  32. 

A  Psalm  of  David,  Maschil. 

BLESSED  is  he  whose  transgression  is  forgiven, 
Whose  sin  is  covered. 
2  Blessed  is  the  man  u7ito  luhom  the  Lord  irnputefh  not  iniquity ^ 
And  in  whose  spirit  there  is  no  guile. 


36  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  XXXllI. 

3  When  I  kept  silence,  my  hones  waxed  old 

Through  my  roaring  all  the  day  long. 
*  For  day  and  nir^lit  thy  hand  was  heavy  upon  me : 

My  moisture  is  turned  into  the  drought  of  summer.     [Seiaii.] 

5  I  achiowledged  my  sin  unto  thee, 
And  mine  iniquity  have  I  not  hid. 

I  said,  I  will  confess  my  transgressions  unto  the  Lord  ; 
And  thou  forgavest  the  iniquity  of  my  sin.     [Seiah.] 

6  For  this  shall  every  one  that  is  godly  pray  unto  thee 
In  a  time  loheyi  thou  mayest  he  found: 

Surely  in  the  floods  of  great  waters 
They  shall  not  come  nigh  unto  him. 

7  Thou  art  my  hiding-place  ; 

Thou  shalt  preserve  me  from  trouble  ; 

Thou  shalt  compass  me  about  with  songs  of  deliverance.     [Seiah.] 

8  /  will  instruct  thee  and  teach  thee  in  the  loay  which  thou  shalt  go  : 
I  will  guide  thee  with  mine  eye. 

9  Be  ye  not  as  the  horse,  or  as  the  rnule,  which  have  no  understanding : 
Whose  mouth  must  be  held  in  with  bit  and  bridle, 

Lest  they  come  near  unto  thee. 

10  Many  sorrows  shall  he  to  the  loicked: 

But  he  that  trusteth  in  the  Lokd,  mercy  shall  compass  him  about. 

11  Be  glad  in  the  Lord,  and  rejoice,  ye  righteous: 
And  shout  for  joy,  all  ye  that  are  upright  in  heart. 


''tMm  33. 

REJOICE  in  the  Lord,  0  ye  righteous: 
For  praise  is  comely  for  the  upright. 

2  Praise  the  Lord  loith  harp: 

Sing  unto  him  with  the  psaltery  and  an  instrument  of  ten  strings. 

3  Sing  unto  him  a  new  song : 
Play  skilfully  with  a  loud  noise. 


Ps.  XXXIII.]  THE    BOOK     OP    PSALMS.  37 

*  For  the  word  of  the  Lord  is  right ; 

And  all  Ms  works  are  done  in  truth. 
5  He  loveth  righteousness  and  judgment: 

The  earth  is  full  of  the  goodness  of  the  Lokd. 

8  By  the  word  of  the  Lord  were  the  heavens  made  ; 

And  all  the  host  of  them  by  the  breath  of  his  mouth. 
"^  He  gathereth  the  waters  of  the  sea  together  as  an  heap  : 

He  layeth  up  the  depth  in  store-houses. 

8  Let  all  the  earth  fear  the  Lord: 

Let  all  the  inhabitants  of  the  world  stand  in  awe  of  him. 

9  For  he  spake,  and  it  was  done  / 
He  commanded,  and  it  stood  fast. 

10  The  Lord  hringeth  the  counsel  of  the  heathen  to  nought: 
He  maketh  the  devices  of  the  people  of  none  effect. 

11  The  counsel  of  the  Lord  standeth  for  ever. 
The  thoughts  of  his  heart  to  all  generations. 

12  Blessed  is  the  nation  ivhose  God  is  the  Lord  ; 

And  the  people  whom  he  hath  chosen  for  his  own  inheritance. 

13  The  Lord  lookethfroni  heaven; 
He  beholdeth  all  the  sons  of  men. 

1*  From  the  place  of  his  hahiiation  he  looJceth 
Upon  all  the  inhabitants  of  the  earth. 

15  Hefashioneth  their  hearts  alike; 
He  considereth  all  their  works. 

16  There  is  no  king  saved  hy  the  midtitiide  of  an  host: 
A  mighty  man  is  not  delivered  by  much  strength. 

17  A  horse  is  a  vain  thing  for  safety : 

Neither  shall  he  deliver  any  by  his  great  strength. 

18  Behold,  the  eye  of  the  Lord  is  upon  them  that  fear  Mm, 
Upon  them  that  hope  in  his  mercy ; 

19  To  deliver  their  soid  from  death, 
And  to  keep  them  alive  in  famine. 


38  THE     BOOK     OF     PSALMS.  [Ps.  XXXIV. 

20  Our  soul  ivaitethfor  the  Lord: 
He  is  our  help  and  our  shield. 

21  For  our  heart  shall  rejoice  in  him, 
Because  we  have  trusted  in  his  holy  name. 

22  Let  iJiy  mercy,  0  Lord,  he  upon  us, 
According  as  we  hope  in  thee. 


i^alm  34. 

A  PBalm  of  David,  when  he  changed  his  behaviour  before  Abimelech ;  who  drove  him  away,  and 

he  departed. 

/  WILL  bless  the  Lord  at  all  times : 

His  praise  shall  continually  be  in  my  mouth. 

2  My  soul  shall  make  her  boast  in  the  Lord  : 
The  humble  shall  hear  thereof,  and  be  glad. 

3  0  magnify  the  Lord  with  me. 

And  let  us  exalt  his  name  together. 

*  I  sought  the  Lord,  and  he  heard  me. 

And  delivered  me  from  all  my  fears. 
6  They  looked  unto  him,  and  were  ligJitened: 

And  their  faces  were  not  ashamed. 

6  Tiiis  jjoor  man  cried,  and  the  Lord  heard  him-, 
And  saved  him  out  of  all  his  troubles. 

7  The  angel  of  the  Lord  encampeth  round  about  them  that  fear  him. 
And  delivereth  them. 

8  0  taste  and  see  that  the  Lord  is  good : 
Blessed  is  the  man  that  trusteth  in  him. 

9  0  fear  the  Lord,  ye  his  saints  : 

For  there  is  no  want  to  them  that  fear  him, 

10  The  young  lions  do  lack,  and  suffer  hunger : 

But  they  that  seek  the  Lord  shall  not  want  any  good  thing. 

11  Come,  ye  children,  hearken  unto  me: 

I  will  teach  you  the  fear  of  the  Loud. 


Ps.  XXXV.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  39 

12  What  man  is  he  that  desireth  life, 

And  loveth  manj  days,  that  lie  may  see  good? 

13  Keep  thy  tongue  from  evil, 

And  thy  lips  from  speaking  guile. 
1*  Depart  from  evil,  and  do  good  ; 
Seek  peace,  and  pursue  it. 

15  The  eyes  of  the  Lord  are  upon  the  righteous. 
And  his  ears  are  ojDen  unto  their  cry. 

16  The  face  of  the  Lord  is  against  them  that  do  evil. 

To  cut  oif  the  remembrance  of  them  from  the  earth. 

17  The  righteous  cry,  and  the  Lord  heareth, 

And  delivereth  them  out  of  all  their  troubles. 

18  The  Lord  is  nigh  unto  them  that  are  of  a  broken  heart; 
And  saveth  such  as  be  of  a  contrite  spirit. 

19  Many  are  the  afflictions  of  the  righteous: 

But  the  Lord  delivereth  him  out  of  them  all. 

20  He  Iceepeth  all  his  bones : 
Not  one  of  them  is  broken. 

21  Evil  shall  slay  the  luicked: 

And  they  that  hate  the  righteous  shall  be  desolate. 

22  The  Lord  redeemeth  the  soul  of  his  servants: 

And  none  of  them  that  trust  in  him  shall  be  desolate. 

f^alm  35. 

A  Psalm  of  David. 

PLEAD  my  cause,  0  Lord,  loith  them  that  strive  with  me: 
Fight  against  them  that  fight  against  me. 

2  Take  hold  of  shield  and  buckler, 
And  stand  up  for  mine  help. 

3  Draw  out  also  the  spear,  and  stop  the  way  against  them  that  persecute  me : 
Say  unto  my  soul,  I  am  thy  salvation. 

*  Let  them  be  confounded  and  put  to  shame  that  seek  after  my  soul: 
Let  them  be  turned  back  and  brought  to  confusion  that  devise  my 
hurt. 


40  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  XXXV. 

6  Let  them  he  as  chaff  before  the  wind : 
Aud  let  tlie  angel  of  the  Lord  chase  them. 

6  Let  their  way  he  dark  and  slippery  : 

And  let  the  angel  of  the  Lokd  persecute  them. 

7  For  without  cause  have  they  hid  for  'ine  their  net  in  a  pit, 
Which  without  cause  they  have  digged  for  my  soul. 

8  Let  destruction  come  upon  him  at  unawai^es  ; 
And  let  his  net  that  he  hath  hid  catch  hiinself: 
Into  that  very  destruction  let  him  fall. 

9  And  my  soul  shall  he  joyful  in  the  Lord: 
It  shall  rejoice  in  his  salvation. 

10  All  my  hones  shall  say,  Lord,  who  is  like  unto  thee, 
Which  deliverest  the  poor  from  him  that  is  too  strong  for  him,. 
Yea,  the  poor  and  the  needy  from  him  that  spoileth  him  ? 

11  False  witnesses  did  rise  up  ; 

They  laid  to  my  charge  things  that  I  knew  not. 

12  They  rewarded  me  evil  for  good, 
To  the  spoiling  of  my  soul. 

13  But  as  for  me,  when  they  luere  sick,  uny  clothing  was  sackcloth: 
I  humbled  my  soul  with  fasting ; 

And  my  prayer  returned  into  mine  own  bosom. 
1*  Ihehaved  myself  as  though  he  had  been  my  friend  or  brother : 
I  bowed  down  heavily,  as  one  that  mourneth  for  his  mother. 

15  But  in  mine  adversity  they  rejoiced,  and  gathered  themselves  together : 
Yea,  the  abjects  gathered  themselves  together  against  me,  and  I 

knew  it  not ; 
They  did  tear  me,  and  ceased  not : 

16  With  hypocritical  mockers  in  feasts,  they  gnashed  upon  me  with 

their  teeth. 

17  Lord,  how  long  wilt  thou  look  on  ? 
Rescue  my  soul  from  their  destructions, 
My  darling  from  the  lions. 

18  /  will  give  thee  thanks  in  the  great  congregation : 
I  will  praise  thee  among  much  people. 


Ps.  XXXVL]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  ^  41 

19  Let  not  them  that  are  mine  enemies  wrongfully  rejoice  over  me: 
Neither  let  them  wink  with  the  eye  that  hate  me  without  a  cause. 

20  Por  they  speak  not  peace : 

But  they  devise  deceitful  matters  against  them  that  are  quiet  in  the 
land. 

21  Yea,  they  opened  their  mouth  wide  against  me, 
And  said,  Aha,  aha,  our  eye  hath  seen  it. 

22  This  thou  hast  seen,  0  Lord:  keep  not  silence 
O  Lord,  be  not  far  from  me. 

23  Stir  up  thyself,  and  aioahe  to  my  judgment, 
Even  unto  my  cause,  my  God  and  my  Lord. 

24  Judge  me,  0  Lord  my  God,  according  to  thy  righteousness  ; 
And  let  them  not  rejoice  over  me. 

25  Let  them  not  say  in  their  hearts,  Ah,  so  would  we  have  it : 
Let  them  not  say,  We  have  swallowed  him  up. 

26  Let  them  be  ashajned  and  brought  to  confusion  together 
That  rejoice  at  rrdne  hurt : 

Let  them  be  clothed  with  shame  and  dishonour 
That  magnify  themselves  against  me. 

27  Let  them  shout  for  joy,  and  he  glad,  that  favour  my  righteous  cause: 
Yea,  let  them  say  continually.  Let  the  Lord  be  magnified, 
Which  hath  pleasure  in  the  prosperity  of  his  servant. 

28  And  my  tongue  shall  speak  of  thy  righteousness 
And  of  thy  praise  all  the  day  long. 


g^alw  36. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  A  Psalm  of  David  the  servant  of  the  Lobd. 

THE  transgression  of  the  wicked  saith  within  my  heart, 
That  there  is  no  fear  of  God  before  his  eyes. 

2  For  he  flattereth  himself  in  his  own  eyes, 
Until  his  iniquity  be  found  to  be  hateful. 

3  The  tvords  of  his  mouth  are  iniquity  and  deceit: 
He  hath  left  off  to  be  wise,  and  to  do  good. 


42  »  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  XXXVII. 

*  He  devisetli  miscliief  upon  his  bed  ; 

He  setteth  liimself  in  a  way  that  is  not  good ; 

He  abhorreth  not  evil. 
6  Thy  mercy,  0  Lord,  is  in  the  heavens ; 

And  thy  faithfuhiess  reacheth  unto  the  clouds. 

6  Thy  riyhteousness  is  like  the  great  mountains : 
Thy  judgments  are  a  great  deep  : 

0  Lord,  thou  preservest  man  and  beast, 

7  HoiD  excellent  is  thy  loving -kindness,  0  God  ! 

Therefore  the  children  of  men  put  their  trust  under  the  shadow  of 
thy  wings. 

8  They  shall  be  abundantly  satisfied  with  thefiitness  of  thy  house  ; 
And  thou  shalt  make  them  drink  of  the  river  of  thy  pleasures. 

9  For  loith  thee  is  the  fountain  of  life  ' 
In  thy  light  shall  we  see  light. 

10  0  continue  thy  loving  kindness  unto  them  that  know  thee; 
And  thy  righteousness  to  the  upright  in  heart. 

11  Let  not  the  foot  of  pride  come  against  me, 

And  let  not  the  hand  of  the  wicked  remove  me. 

12  There  are  the  workers  of  iniquity  fallen : 

They  are  cast  down,  and  shall  not  be  able  to  rise. 


i^alm  37. 

A  Psalm  of  David 

FRET  not  thyself  because  of  evil  doers, 

Neither  be  thou  envious  against  the  workers  of  iniquity. 

2  For  they  sliall  soon  be  cut  down  like  the  grass, 
And  wither  as  the  green  herb. 

3  Trust  in  the  Lord,  and  do  good  ; 

So  shalt  thou  dwell  in  the  land,  and  verily  thou  shalt  be  fed. 
*  Deligld  thyself  also  in  the  Lord  ; 
And  he  shall  give  thee  the  desires  of  thine  heart. 


Ps.  XXXVII.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  43 

5  Commit  thy  loay  unto  the  Lord  ; 

Trust  also  in  bim  ;  and  he  shall  bring  it  to  pass. 

6  And  he  shall  bring  forth  thy  righteousness  as  the  lights 
And  tby  judgment  as  the  noonday. 

7  Rest  in  the  Lord, 

And  wait  patiently  for  bim  : 

Fret  not  thyself  because  of  him  loho  'prosjpereth  in  his  way, 

Because  of  tbe  man  who  bringetb  wicked  devices  to  pass. 

8  Cease  from  anger,  and  forsake  wrath: 
Fret  not  tbyself  in  any  wise  to  do  evil. 

9  For  evil  doers  shall  be  cut  off ; 

But  those  that  wait  upon  the  Loed,  they  shall  inherit  tbe  earth. 

10  Por  yet  a  little  lohile,  and  the  wicked  shall  not  be : 

Yea,  thou  shalt  diligently  consider  his  place,  and  it  shall  not  be. 

11  But  the  meek  shall  inherit  the  earth  ; 

And  shall  delight  themselves  in  the  abundance  of  peace. 

12  The  loicked  i^loiteth  against  the  just, 
And  gnasheth  upon  him  with  his  teeth. 

13  The  Lord  shall  laugh  at  him  : 

For  he  seeth  that  bis  day  is  coming. 
1*  The  wicked  have  draivn  out  the  sword, 
And  have  bent  their  bow, 
To  cast  down  the  poor  and  needy, 
And  to  slay  such  as  be  of  upright  conversation. 

15  Their  sword  shall  enter  into  their  own  heart, 
And  their  bows  shall  be  broken. 

16  A  little  that  a  righteous  man  hath  is  better 
Than  the  riches  of  many  loicked. 

17  For  the  arms  of  the  wicked  shall  be  broken : 
But  the  Lord  upholdeth  the  righteous. 

18  The  Lord  knoweth  the  days  of  the  upright: 
And  their  inheritance  shall  be  for  ever. 


44  THE     BOOK     OF    FSALMS.  [Ps.  XXXVII. 

19  They  shall  not  he  ashamed  in  the  evil  time : 

And  in  the  days  of  fliraine  they  shall  be  satisfied. 

20  But  the  wicked  sJ tall  perish, 

And  the  enemies  of  the  Lord  shall  be  as  the  fat  of  lambs : 

They  shall  consume  ; 

Into  smoke  shall  they  consume  away. 

21  The  luicked  borroweth,  and  payeth  not  again : 
But  the  righteous  sheweth  mercy,  and  giveth. 

22  For  such  as  he  hlessM  of  him  shall  inherit  the  earth  ; 
And  they  that  be  cursed  of  him  shall  be  cut  off. 

23  The  steps  of  a  good  man  are  ordered  hy  the  Lord: 
And  he  delighteth  in  his  way. 

24  Though  he  fall,  he  shall  not  he  utterly  cast  down: 
For  the  Loed  upholdeth  him  with  his  hand. 

25  I  have  been  young,  and  noiv  am  old ; 

Yet  have  I  not  seen  the  righteous  forsaken^ 
Nor  his  seed  begging  bread. 

26  He  is  ever  m^erciful,  and  lendeth; 
And  his  seed  is  blessed. 

27  Depart  from  evil,  and  do  good  ; 
And  dwell  for  evermore. 

28  For  the  Lord  loveth  judgment, 
And  forsaketh  not  his  saints ; 
They  are  preserved  for  ever : 

But  the  seed  of  the  wicked  shall  be  cut  off. 

29  The  righteous  shall  inherit  the  land, 
And  dwell  therein  for  ever. 

30  The  mouth  of  the  righteous  speaketh  wisdom, 
And  his  tongue  talketh  of  judgment. 

31  The  law  of  his  God  is  in  his  heart ; 
None  of  his  steps  shall  slide. 

32  The  wicked  watcheth  the  righteous, 
And  seeketh  to  slay  him. 


Ps.  XXXVIII.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  45 

33  The  Lord  luill  not  leave  him  in  his  hancl^ 

ISTor  condemn  him  when  he  is  judged. 
3*  Wait  on  the  Lord  and  keep  his  way, 

And  he  shall  exalt  thee  to  inherit  the  land: 

When  the  wicked  are  cut  off,  thou  shalt  see  it. 

35  I  have  seen  the  wicked  in  rjreat  power , 

And  spreading  himself  like  a  green  bay-tree. 

36  Yet  he  passed  aivay,  and  lo,  he  luas  not  : 

Yea,  I  sought  him,  but  he  could  not  be  found. 

37  Mark  the  jjerfect  man,  and  behold  the  upright; 
For  the  end  of  that  man  is  peace. 

38  But  the  transgressors  shall  be  destroyed  together: 
The  end  of  the  wicked  shall  be  cut  off. 

39  Bui  the  salvation  of  the  righteous  is  of  the  Lord: 
He  is  their  strength  in  the  time  of  trouble. 

*0  And  the  Lord  shall  help  them,  and  deliver  them: 
He  shall  deliver  them  from  the  wicked, 
And  save  them,  because  they  trust  in  him. 


i^atm  38. 

A  Psalm  of  David,  to  bring  to  remembrance. 

0  LORD,  rebuke  me  not  in  thy  ivrath: 
Neither  chasten  me  in  thy  hot  displeasure. 

2  For  thine  arrows  stick  fast  in  me, 
And  thy  hand  presseth  me  sore. 

3  There  is  no  soundness  in  my  flesh  because  of  thine  anger  ; 
Neither  is  there  any  rest  in  my  bones  because  of  my  sin. 

4  For  mine  iniquities  are  gone  over  mine  head: 

As  an  heavy  burden  they  are  too  heavy  for  me. 
6  My  wounds  stink,  and  are  cor'rujjt 

Because  of  my  foolishness. 
6  T  am  troubled;  I  am  bowed  down  greatly  ; 

1  go  mourning  all  the  day  long. 


46  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  XXXVIII. 

7  For  my  loins  are  filled  with  a  loathsome  disease: 
And  there  is  no  soundness  in  my  flesh. 

8  I  am  feeble  and  sore  broken  : 

I  have  roared  by  reason  of  the  disquietness  of  my  heart. 

9  Lord,  all  my  desire  is  before  thee  ; 

And  my  groaning  is  not  liid  from  thee. 

10  My  heart panteth,  vfiy  strength  faileth  me: 

As  for  the  light  of  mine  eyes,  it  also  is  gone  from  me. 

11  My  lovers  and  my  friends  stand  aloof  from  my  sore  ; 
And  my  kinsmen  stand  afar  oflf. 

12  Tliey  also  that  seek  after  my  life  lay  snares  for  me  ; 
And  they  that  seek  my  hurt  speak  mischievous  things, 
And  imagine  deceits  all  the  day  long. 

13  But  /,  as  a  deaf  inan,  heard  not; 

And  I  was  as  a  dumb  man  that  openeth  not  his  mouth. 
1*  Thus  I  loas  as  a  man  that  heareih  not, 
And  in  whose  mouth  are  no  reproofs. 

15  For  in  thee,  0  Lord,  do  I  hope : 
Thou  wilt  hear,  O  Lokd  my  God. 

16  For  I  said,  Hear  me,  lest  otJierwise  they  should  rejoice  over  Tne : 
When  my  foot  slippeth,  they  magnify  themselves  against  me. 

17  For  I  am  ready  to  halt, 

And  my  sorrow  is  continually  before  me. 

18  For  1  will  declare  mine  iniquity  ; 
I  will  be  sorry  for  my  sin. 

19  But  mine  enemies  are  lively,  and  they  are  strong: 
And  they  that  hate  me  wrongfully,  are  multiplied. 

20  They  also  that  render  evil  for  good 
Are  mine  adversaries  ; 

Because  I  follow  the  thing  that  good  is. 

21  Forsake  me  not,  0  Lord  : 

O  my  God,  be  not  far  from  me. 

22  Make  haste  to  help  me, 
O  Lord  my  salvation. 


Ps.  XXXIX.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  47 

i^alm  39. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  even  to  Jeduthun,  A  Psaka  of  David. 

/  SAID,  I  will  take  heed  to  my  ways, 
That  I  sin  not  with  my  tongue: 
I  will  keep  mj  mouth  with  a  bridle, 
While  the  wicked  is  before  me. 

2  I  was  durab  with  silence  ; 

I  held  iny  peace,  even  from  good : 
And  my  sorrow  was  stirred. 

3  My  heart  was  hot  within  m.e ; 
While  I  was  mousing  the  fire  burned: 
Then  spake  I  with  my  tongue. 

*  Lord,  make  me  to  know  mine  end, 

And  the  measure  of  my  days  luhat  it  is  ; 

That  I  may  know  how  frail  I  am. 
6  Behold,  thou  hast  made  my  days  us  an  handhreadth  ; 

And  ■mine  age  is  as  nothing  before  thee: 

Verily  every  man  at  his  best  state  is  altogether  vanity.     [Seiah.] 
6  Surely  every  man  walketh  in  a  vain  shew: 

Surely  they  are  disquieted  in  vain : 

He  heapeth  up  riches,  and  knoweth  not  who  shall  gather  them. 

'  And  noiv,  Lord,  what  wait  I  for? 
My  hope  is  in  thee. 

8  Deliver  me  from  all  my  transgressions : 
Make  me  not  the  reproach  of  the  foolish. 

9  I  was  dumb,  I  opened  not  iny  mouth  ; 
Because  thou  didst  it. 

10  Remove  thy  stroke  away  from  me: 

I  am  consumed  by  the  blow  of  thine  hand. 

11  When  thou  with  rebukes  dost  correct  man  for  iniquity. 
Thou  makesi  his  beauty  to  consume  away  like  a  moth: 
Surely  every  man  is  vanity.     [Seiah.] 


48  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  XL. 

12  Hear  my  prayer,  0  Lord, 
And  give  ear  unto  mj  cry ; 
Hold  not  illy  peace  at  my  tears: 
For  1  am  a  stranger  with  thee 

And  a  sojourner,  as  all  my  fathers  were. 

13  0  spare  me,  that  I  may  recover  strength, 
Before  I  go  hence,  and  be  no  more. 


i^iilm  40. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  A  Psalm  of  David. 

/  WAITED  patiently  for  the  Lord  ; 

And  he  inclined  unto  me,  and  heard  my  cry. 
2  He  brought  me  up  also  out  of  an  horrible  pit. 

Out  of  the  miry  clay, 

And  set  my  feet  upon  a  rock, 

And  established  my  goings. 
8  And  he  hath  put  a  new  song  in  my  mouth, 

Even  praise  unto  our  God : 

Many  shall  see  it,  and  fear, 

And  shall  trust  in  the  Lord. 
*  Blessed  is  that  man  that  maketh  the  Lord  his  trust. 

And  respecteth  not  the  proud,  nor  such  as  turn  aside  to  lies. 

5  Many,   0  Lord  my   God,   are  thy  wonderful  works  which  thou  hast 

done, 
And  thy  thoughts  which  are  to  us-ward : 
They  cannot  be  reckoned  up  in  order  unto  thee: 
If  I  would  declare  and  speak  of  them, 
They  are  more  than  can  be  numbered. 

6  Sacrifice  and  offering  thou  didst  not  desire  ; 
Mine  ears  hast  thou  opened : 

Burnt-offering  and  sin-offering  hast  thou  not  required. 
'  Then  said  I,  Lo,  I  come: 
In  the  volume  of  the  book  it  is  written  of  me, 


Ps.  XL.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  49 

8  /  delight  to  do  thy  will^  0  my  God  : 
Yea,  thy  law  is  within  my  heart. 

9  I  have  preached  righteous7iess  in  the  great  congregation  : 
Lo,  I  have  not  refrained  my  lips, 

0  LoED,  thou  knowest. 

10  I  have  not  hid  thy  righteousness  within  my  heart; 

1  have  declared  thy  faithfulness  and  thy  salvation  : 
I  have  not  concealed  thy  loving-kindness 

And  thy  truth  from  the  great  congregation, 

11  Withhold  not  thou  thy  tender  mercies  from  me,  0  Lord: 

Let  thy  loving-kindness  and  thy  truth  continually  preserve  me. 

12  For  innumei'uble  evils  have  compassed  me  about  : 

Mine  iniquities  have  taken  hold  upon  me,  so  that  I  am  not  able  to 

look  up ; 
They  are  more  than  the  hairs  ofTnine  head: 
Therefore  my  heart  faileth  me. 

13  Be  pleased,  0  Lord,  to  deliver  me: 
O  Lord,  make  haste  to  help  me. 

1*  Let  them  he  ashamed  and  confounded  together  that  seeh  after  my  soul  to 
destroy  it; 
Let  them  be  driven  backward  and  put  to  shame  that  wish  me 
evil. 

15  Let  them  he  desolate  for  a  reward  of  their  shame 
That  say  unto  me.  Aha,  aha. 

16  Let  all  those  that  seek  thee  rejoice  and  he  glad  in  thee: 

Let  such  as  love  thy  salvation  say  continually.  The  Lord  be  mag- 
nified. 

17  But  L  am  poor  and  needy  ; 

Yet  the  Lord  thinketh  upon  me : 
Thou  art  ray  help  and  my  deliverer  ; 
Make  no  tarrying,  O  my  God. 


50  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  XLl 

iisalttt  41. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  A  Psalm  of  David. 

BLESSED  is  he  that  considereth  the  ])oor  : 
The  LoKD  will  deliver  him  in  time  of  trouble. 

2  The  Lord  loill  ^preserve  him,  and  keep  him  alive  ; 
A7id  he  shall  be  blessed  upon  the  earth  : 

And  thou  wilt  not  deliver  him  unto  the  will  of  bis  enemies. 

3  The  Lord  will  strengthen  him  upon  the  bed  of  languishing : 
Thou  wilt  make  all  his  bed  in  his  sickness. 

*  L said,  Lord,  be  merciful  unto  me: 
Heal  my  soul ;  for  I  have  sinned  against  thee. 

5  Mine  enemies  speak  evil  of  me, 

When  shall  he  die,  and  his  name  perish  ? 

6  And  if  he  come  to  see  tne,  he  speakeih  vanitg: 
His  heart  gathereth  iniquity  to  itself ; 
When  he  goeth  abroad,  he  telleth  it. 

7  All  that  hate  me  whisper  together  against  me: 
Against  me  do  they  devise  my  hurt. 

8  An  evil  disease,  say  they,  cleaveth  fast  unto  him : 
And  now  that  he  lieth  he  shall  rise  up  no  more. 

9  Yea,  mine  own  familiar  friend,  in  whom  I  trusted, 

Which  did  eat  of  my  bread,  hath  lifted  up  his  heel  against  me. 

10  But  thou,  0  Lord,  be  merciful  unto  me, 
And  raise  me  up,  that  I  may  requite  them. 

11  By  this  T know  that  thou  favourest  me, 

Because  mine  enemy  doth  not  triumph  over  me. 

12  And  as  for  me,  thou  upholdest  me  in  mine  integrity, 
And  settest  me  before  thy  face  for  ever. 

13  Blessed,  be  the  Lord  Qod  of  Lsrael 
From  everlasting,  and  to  everlasting. 

Amen  and  Amen. 


Ps.  XLIL]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSAL3IS.  51 

^mm  42. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  Maschil,  for  the  sons  of  Korah. 

AS  the  hart panteth  after  the  ivaier-hrooks, 
So  panteth  my  soul  after  thee,  O  God. 

2  My  soul  thirsteth  for  Qod,for  the  living  God: 
When  shall  I  come  and  appear  before  God  ? 

3  2fi/  tears  have  been  my  Tneat  day  and  nighty 

While  they  continually  say  unto  me,  Where  is  thy  God  ? 

4  When  I  remember  these  things,  I  pour  out  my  soul  m  me: 
For  I  had  gone  xoith  the  multitude^ 

I  went  with  them  to  the  house  of  God, 
With  the  voice  of  joy  and  praise^ 
With  a  multitude  that  kept  holy-day. 

5  Why  art  thou  cast  down,  0  my  soul? 
And  why  art  thou  disquieted  in  me  I 
Hope  thou  in  Ood : 

For  I  shall  yet  praise  him  for  the  help  of  his  countenance. 

6  0  my  God,  my  soul  is  cast  dovjn  within  me: 
Therefore  will  I  remember  thee 

From  the  land  of  Jordan,  and  of  the  Hermonites,  from  the  hill 
Mizar. 

7  Deep  calleth  unto  deep  at  the  noise  of  thy  water-sjjouts : 
All  thy  waves  and  thy  billows  are  gone  over  me. 

8  Yet  the  Lord  will  command  his  loving-kindness  in  the  day-time, 

And  in  the  night  his  song  shall  be  with  me,  and  my  prayer  unto  the 
God  of  my  life. 

9  I  will  say  unto  God  my  rock,  Why  hast  thou  forgotten  mef 
Why  go  I  mourning  because  of  the  oppression  of  the  enemy  ? 

10  ^6-  with  a  sword  in  my  bones,  mine  enemies  reproach  me  ; 
While  they  say  daily  unto  me,  Where  is  thy  God  ? 


52  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Pe.  XLIV. 

11  Why  art  thou  cast  doiu7i,  0  my  soul  f 
And  why  art  thou  disquieted  within  me  ? 
Hope  thou  in  God: 
For  I  shall  yet  praise  him, 
Who  is  the  health  of  my  countenance,  and  my  God. 


fjSialm  43. 

JUDGE  me,  0  God, 

And  plead  my  cause  against  an  ungodly  nation  : 

0  deliver  me  from  the  deceitful  and  unjust  man. 

2  For  thou  art  the  God  of  my  strength : 
Why  dost  thou  cast  me  off? 

Why  go  I  mourning  because  of  the  oppression  of  the  enemy  ? 

3  0  send  out  thy  light  and  thy  truth:  let  them  lead  me; 

Let  them  bring  me  unto  thy  holy  hill,  and  to  thy  tabernacles. 
*  Then  will  I  go  unto  the  altar  of  God, 
Unto  God  my  exceeding  joy : 
Yea,  upon  the  harp  will  I  praise  thee,  O  God  my  God. 

5  Why  art  thou  cast  doivn,  0  my  soul? 
And  why  art  thou  disquieted  within  me  ?  • 

Hope  in  God : 

For  I  shall  yet  praise  him,  who  is  the  health  of  my  countenance, 
and  my  God. 

^jsialim  44. 

To  the  chief  Musician  for  the  sons  of  Korah,  MaschU. 

WE  have  heard  luith  our  ears,  0  God, 
Our  fathers  have  told  us, 
What  work  thou  didst  in  their  days, 
In  the  times  of  old. 
2  How  thou  didst  drive  out  the  hcathenM.vith  tJiy  hand,  and plantedst  them; 
How  thou  didst  afflict  the  people,  and  cast  them  out. 


Ps.  XLIV.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  53 

3  For  they  got  not  the  land  in  possession  hy  their  own  sivord, 
jN"either  did  their  own  arm  save  them  : 

But  thy  right  hand,  and  thine  arm,  and  the  light  of  thy  counienancej 
Because  thou  hadst  a  favour  unto  them. 

4  Thou  art  my  King,  0  God: 
Command  deliverances  for  Jacob. 

6  Through  thee  will  we  push  down  our  enemies: 

Through  thy  name  will  we  tread  them  under  that  rise  up  against  us. 
6  For  I  will  not  trust  in  my  how, 

N^either  shall  my  sword  save  me. 
"^  But  thou  hast  saved  us  from  our  enemies, 

And  hast  put  them  to  shame  that  hated  us.  * 

8  In  God  we  boast  all  the  day  long, 
And  praise  thy  name  for  ever.     [Seiah.] 

9  But  thou  hast  cast  off,  and  put  us  to  shame; 
And  goest  not  forth  with  our  armies. 

10  Thou  makest  us  to  turn  hack  from  the  enemy : 
And  they  which  hate  us  spoil  for  themselves. 

11  Thou  hast  given  us  like  sheep  appointed  for  meat; 
And  hast  scattered  us  among  the  heathen. 

12  Thou  sellest  thy  people  for  nought, 

And  dost  not  increase  thy  wealth  by  their  price. 

13  Thou  makest  us  a  reproach  to  our  neighhours, 

A  scorn  and  a  derision  to  them  that  are  round  about  us. 
1*  Thou  makest  u-s  a  by-vjord  among  the  heathen, 
A  shaking  of  the  head  among  the  people. 

15  My  confusion  is  continually  before  me, 

And  the  shame  of  my  face  hath  covered  me, 

16  For  the  voice  of  him  that  reproacheth  and  blasphemeth ; 
By  reason  of  the  enemy  and  avenger. 

17  All  this  is  come  upon  us  ;  yet  have  ive  not  forgotten  thee, 
i^either  have  we  dealt  falsely  in  thy  covenant. 


54  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  XLV. 

18  Our  heart  is  not  turned  hack. 


") 


Neither  have  our  steps  declined  from  thy  way ; 

19  Thourjh  thou  liast  sore  broken  us  in  the  j^lace  of  dragons, 
And  covered  us  with  the  shadow  of  death. 

20  Jfwe  have  forgotten  the  name  of  our  God, 

Or  stretched  out  our  hands  to  a  strange  god : 

21  Shall  not  God  search  this  out  f 

For  he  knoweth  tlie  secrets  of  the  heart. 

22  Yea,  fur  thy  sake  are  we  killed  all  the  day  long  ; 
We  are  counted  as  sheep  for  the  slaughter. 

23  Aiuake^  lohy  sleepest  thou,  0  Lord  f 
Arise,  cast  us  not  off  for  ever. 

24  Wherefore  hidest  thou  thy  face, 

And  forgettest  our  affliction  and  our  oppression? 

25  For  our  soul  is  bowed  dotvn  to  the  dust: 
Our  belly  cleaveth  unto  the  earth. 

26  Arise  for  our  help, 

And  redeem  us  for  thy  mercies'  sake. 

i$alm  45. 

To  the  chief  Musician  upon  Shoshannim,  for  the  sons  of  Korah,  Maschil,  A  Song  of  loves. 

AIY  heart  is  inditing  a  good  matter  : 

I  speak  of  the  tilings  which  I  have  made  touching  the  King : 

My  tongue  is  the  pen  of  a  ready  writer. 

2  Thou  art  fairer  than  ilie  children  of  men: 
Grace  is  poured  into  thy  lips : 
Therefore  God  hath  blessed  thee  for  ever. 

3  Gird  thy  sword  upon  thy  thigh,  0  most  mighty, 
With  thy  glory  and  thy  majesty. 

*  And  in  thy  m,ajesty  ride  prosperously, 
Because  of  truth  and  meekness  and  righteousness  ; 
And  thy  right  hand  shall  teach  thee  terrible  things. 


Ps.  XLV,]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  56 

5  Thine  arrows  are  sharp  in  the  heart  of  the  King's  enemies; 
Whereby  the  people  fall  under  thee. 

6  Thy  throne,  0  God,  is  for  ever  and  ever : 

The  sceptre  of  thy  kingdom  is  a  right  sceptre. 

7  Thou  lovest  righteousness^  and  hatest  wickedness: 
Therefore  God,  thy  God,  hath  anointed  thee 
With  the  oil  of  gladness  above  thy  fellows. 

8  All  thy  garments  smell  of  myrrh,  and  aloes,  and  cassia, 

Out  of  the  ivory  palaces,  whereby  they  have  made  thee  glad. 

9  Kings'  daughters  were  among  thy  honourable  women : 

Upon  thy  right  hand  did  stand  the  queen  in  gold  of  Ophir. 

10  Hearken,  0  daughter,  and  consider,  and  incline  thine  ear: 
Forget  also  thine  own  people,  and  thy  father's  house  ; 

11  So  shall  the  King  greatly  desire  thy  beauty : 
For  he  is  thy  Lord  ;  and  worship  thou  him. 

12  And  the  daughter  of  Tyre  shall  be  there  with  a  gift; 

Even  the  rich  among  the  people  shall  entreat  thy  favour. 

13  The  King'^s  daughter  is  all  glorious  within : 
Her  clothing  is  of  wrought  gold. 

14  She  shall  be  brought  unto  the  King  in  raiment  of  needlework : 

The  virgins  her  companions  that  follow  her  shall  be  brought  imto 
thee. 

15  With  gladness  and  rejoicing  shall  they  be  brought: 
They  shall  enter  into  the  King's  palace. 

16  Instead  of  thy  fathers  shall  be  thy  children. 

Whom  thou  mayest  make  princes  in  all  the  earth. 
1*7  /  will  make  thy  name  to  be  remembered  in  all  generations  : 
Therefore  shall  the  people  praise  thee  for  ever  and  ever. 


56  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  XLVI. 

^^alm  46. 

To  the  chief  Musician  for  the  sons  of  Korah,  A  Song  upon  Alamoth. 

OOD  is  our  refuge  and  strength^ 
A  very  present  help  in  trouble. 

2  Therefore  will  not  we  fear,  though  the  earth  he  removed, 

And  though  the  mountains  be  carried  into  the  midst  of  the  sea ; 

3  Though  the  waters  thereof  roar  and  he  trouhled, 

Though  the  mountains  shake  with  the  swelling  thereof.     [Seiah.] 

*  There  is  a  river,  the  streams  whereof  shall  make  glad  the  city  of  Ood^ 

The  holy  place  of  the  tabernacles  of  the  Most  High. 
5  God  is  in  the  midst  of  her  ; 

She  shall  not  be  moved : 

God  shall  help  her, 

And  that  right  early. 
8  The  heathen  raged,  the  kingdoms  were  moved : 

He  uttered  his  voice,  the  earth  melted. 

7  The  Lord  of  hosts  is  with  us  ; 

The  God  of  Jacob  is  our  refuge.     [Seiah.] 

8  Come,  hehold  the  luorks  of  the  Lord, 

What  desolations  he  hath  made  in  the  earth. 

9  He  malceth  tears  to  cease  imto  the  end  of  the  earth  ; 

He  breaketh  the  bow,  and  cutteth  the  spear  in  sunder ; 
He  burneth  the  chariot  in  the  fire. 

10  Be  still,  and  know  that  I  am  God : 

I  will  be  exalted   among  the  heathen,  I  will   be   exalted  in  the 
earth. 

11  The  Lord  of  hosts  is  with  us; 

The  God  of  Jacob  is  our  refuge.     [Sciah.] 


Ps.  XLVIII.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  57 


f^alm  47. 

To  the  chief  Mnsiciau,  A  Psalm  for  the  sons  of  Eorah. 

0  CLAP  your  hands,  all  ye  people, 

Shout  unto  God  with  the  voice  of  triumph. 

2  For  the  Lord  Most  High  is  terrible  ; 
He  is  a  great  King  over  all  the  earth. 

3  He  shall  subdue  the  peojjle  under  us. 
And  the  nations  under  our  feet. 

^  He  shall  choose  our  inheritance  for  us, 
The  excellency  of  Jacob  whom  he  loved.     [Seiah.] 

6  Ood  is  gone  up  with  a  shout, 
The  Lord  with  the  sound  of  a  trumpet. 

6  Sing  praises  to  God,  sing  praises  ; 

Sing  praises  unto  our  King,  sing  praises. 

7  For  God  is  the  King  of  all  the  earth: 
Sing  ye  praises  with  understanding. 

8  God  reigneth  over  the  heathen  : 

God  sitteth  upon  the  throne  of  his  holiness. 

9  The  princes  of  the  people  are  gathered  together, 
Even  the  people  of  the  God  of  Abraham : 
For  the  shields  of  the  jjeople  belong  unto  God : 
He  is  greatly  exalted. 

i^alm  48. 

A  Song  and  Psalm  for  the  sons  of  Korah. 

GREAT  is  the  Lord, 
And  greatly  to  be  praised 
In  the  city  of  our  God, 
In  the  mountain  of  his  holiness. 
2  Beautiful  for  situation,  the  joy  of  the  whole  earth, 
Is  mount  Zion,  on  the  sides  of  the  north, 
The  city  of  the  great  King. 


58  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  XLIX. 

3  God  is  known  in  her  palaces  for  a  refuge, 

*  For  lo,  the  kings  were  assembled,  they  passed  by  together. 

5  21iei/  saw  it,  and  so  they  marvelled  ; 
They  were  troubled,  and  hasted  away. 

6  Fear  took  hold  upon  them  there,  and  pain,  as  of  a  woman  in  travail. 

7  Thou  breakest  the  ships  of  Tarshish  with  an  east  wind. 

8  As  we  have  heard,  so  have  we  seen 

In  the  city  of  the  Lord  of  hosts,  in  the  city  of  our  God: 
God  will  establish  it  for  ever.     [Seiah.] 

9  We  have  thought  of  thy  loving-kindness,  0  God, 
In  the  midst  of  thy  temple. 

10  According  to  thy  name,  0  God,  so  is  thy  praise 
Unto  the  ends  of  the  earth  : 

Thy  right  hand  is  full  of  righteousness. 

11  Let  mount  Zion  rejoice. 

Let  tlie  daughters  of  Jiidah  be  glad, 
Because  of  thy  judgments. 

12  Walk  about  Zion,  and  go  round  about  her: 

Tell  the  towers  thereof.  i 

13  Mark  ye  well  her  bubuarks, 
Consider  her  palaces  ; 

That  ye  may  tell  it  to  the  generation  following. 
1*  For  this  God  is  our  God  for  ever  and  ever : 
He  will  be  our  guide  even  unto  death. 


i^alm  49. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  A  Psalm  for  the  sons  of  Korah. 

HEAR  this,  all  ye  people ; 

Give  ear,  all  ye  inhabitants  of  the  world  : 

2  Both  low  and  high. 
Rich  and  poor,  together. 

3  My  mouth  shall  speak  of  ivisdom  ; 

And  the  meditation  of  my  heart  shall  be  of  understanding. 


Ps.  XLIX,]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  59 

*  I  will  incline  rtiine  ear  to  a  parable: 
I  will  open  my  dark  saying  upon  the  harp. 

5  Wherefore  sJwiild  I  fear  in  the  days  of  evil, 

When  the  iniquity  of  ray  heels  shall  compass  me  about  ? 

6  They  that  trust  in  their  ivealth, 

And  boast  themselves  in  the  multitude  of  their  riches; 

7  No7ie  of  them  can  hy  any  means  redeem  his  brother^ 
Nor  give  to  God  a  ransom  for  him  : 

8  {For  the  redemption  of  their  soul  is  precious, 
And  it  ceaseth  for  ever :) 

9  That  he  should  still  live  for  ever, 
And  not  see  corruption. 

10  For  he  seeih  that  ivise  men  die, 

Likewise  the  fool  and  the  brutish  person  perish, 
And  leave  their  wealth  to  others. 

11  Their  inward  thought  is,  that  their  houses  shall  continue  for  ever 
And  their  dwelling-places  to  all  generations ; 

They  call  their  lands  after  their  own  names. 

12  Nevertheless  man  being  in  honour  abideth  not: 
He  is  like  the  beasts  that  perish. 

13  This  their  luay  is  their  folly : 

Yet  their  posterity  approve  their  sayings.     [Seiah.] 

1*  Like  sheep  they  are  laid  in  the  grave  ; 
Death  shall  feed  on  them ; 

And  the  upright  shall  have  dominion  over  them  in  the  morning  ; 
And  their  beauty  shall  consume  in  the  grave  from  their  dwelling. 

15  But  God  ivill  redeem  my  soul  from  the  power  of  the  grave: 
For  he  shall  receive  me.     [Seiah.] 

16  Be  not  thou  afraid  when  one  is  made  rich, 
When  the  glory  of  his  house  is  increased  ; 

17  For  when  he  dieth  he  shall  carry  nothing  away : 
His  glory  shall  not  descend  after  him. 


GO  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  L. 

18  Though  while  he  lived  he  blessed  his  soul: 

(And  men  will  praise  thee,  when  thou  doest  well  to  thyself,) 

19  He  si  tail  go  to  the  generation  of  Jiis  fathers  ; 
They  shall  never  see  light. 

20  3fan  that  is  in  honour,  and  understandeth  not, 
Is  like  the  beasts  that  perish. 

g^alm  50. 

A  Psalm  of  Asaph. 

THE  mighty  God,  even  the  Lord,  hath  spoken, 

And  called  the  earth  from  the  rising  of  the  sun  unto  the  going 
down  thereof. 

2  Out  of  Z ion,  the  perfection  of  beauty,  God  hatJi  sliined. 

3  Our  God  shall  come,  and  shall  not  keep  silence : 
Afire  si  tall  devour  before  him. 

And  it  shall  be  very  tempestuous  round  about  him. 
*  He  shall  call  to  the  heavens  from,  above, 
And  to  the  earth,  that  he  may  judge  his  people.  i 

5  Gather  my  saints  together  unto  me  ; 

Those  that  have  made  a  covenant  with  me  by  sacrifice. 

6  And  the  heavens  shall  declare  his  righteousness : 
For  God  is  judge  himself     [Seiah.] 

7  Hear,  0  my  j^eople,  and  I  luill  speak  ; 

0  Israel,  and  I  will  testify  against  thee : 

1  am  God,  even  thy  God. 

8  I  will  not  rej)rove  thee  for  thy  sacrifices 

Or  thy  burnt-offerings,  to  have  been  continually  before  me. 

9  /  will  take  no  bullock  out  of  thy  house, 
]^or  he-goats  out  of  thy  folds. 

10  For  every  beast  of  the  forest  is  mine, 
And  the  cattle  upon  a  thousand  hills. 

11  I  know  cdl  tlie  fowls  of  the  mountains: 
And  the  wild  beasts  of  the  field  are  mine. 


Pg.  L.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  61 

12  If  I  were  hungry^  I  icould  not  tell  thee: 

For  the  world  is  mine,  and  the  fulness  thereof., 

13  TP7//  Teat  the  flesh  of  lulls, 
Or  drink  the  blood  of  goats  ? 

1*  Offer  unto  God  thanksgiving ; 

And  pay  thy  vows  unto  the  Most  High : 

15  And  call  upon  me  in  the  day  of  trouble  : 

I  will  deliver  thee,  and  thou  shalt  glorify  me. 

16  But  unto  the  wiched  God  saith, 

What  hast  thou  to  do  to  declare  my  statutes, 

Or  that  tbou  shouldest  take  my  covenant  in  thy  mouth? 

17  /Seeing  thou  hatest  instruction, 

And  castest  my  words  behind  thee. 

18  When  thou  saivest  a  thief  then  thou  consentedst  with  him, 
And  hast  been  partaker  with  adulterers. 

19  Thou  givest  thy  mouth  to  evil, 
And  thy  tongue  frameth  deceit. 

20  Thou  sittest  and  speaJcest  against  thy  brother ; 
Tliou  slanderest  thine  own  mother's  son. 

21  These  things  hast  thou  done,  and  I  kept  silence; 

Thou  thoughtest  that  I  was  altogether  such  an  one  as  thyself: 

But  I  loill  reprove  thee, 

And  set  them  in  order  before  thine  eyes. 

22  Kow  consider  this,  ye  that  forget  God, 

Lest  I  tear  you  in  pieces,  and  there  be  none  to  deliver. 

23  Whoso  offeretli  praise  glorifieth  me : 

And  to  him  that  ordereth  his  conversation  aright  will  I  shew  the 
salvation  of  God. 


62  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  LI. 


g^»Im  51. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  A  Psalm  of  David,  when   Nathan  the  prophet  came  unto  him  after  he  had 

gone  in  to  Bath-shcba. 

HAVE  mercy  upon  me,  0  God,  accordinrj  to  thy  lovhig-kindness : 
According  unto  the  multitude  of  thy  tender  mercies  blot  out  my 
transgressions. 

2  Wash  me  tlioronyJdy  from  mine  iniquity, 
And  cleanse  me  from  my  sin. 

3  For  I  acknowledge  my  transgressions : 
And  my  sin  is  ever  before  me. 

*  Against  thee,  thee  only,  have  I  sinned, 

And  done  this  evil  in  thy  sight : 

That  thou  mightest  he  justified  ivhen  thou  speahest, 

And  be  clear  when  thou  judgest. 
5  Behold,  I  luas  shajyen  in  iniquity  ; 

And  in  sin  did  my  mother  conceive  me. 
8  Behold,  thou  desirest  truth  in  the  inward  parts: 

And  in  the  hidden  part  thou  shalt  make  me  to  know  wisdom. 

7  Purge  me  ivith  hyssop,  and  I  shall  he  clean: 
Wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than  snow. 

8  Make  me  to  hear  joy  and  gladness  ; 

That  the  bones  which  thou  hast  broken  may  rejoice. 

9  JEfide  thy  fitce  from  my  sins. 
And  blot  out  all  mine  iniquities. 

10  Create  in  me  a  clean  heart,  0  God, 
And  renew  a  right  spirit  within  me. 

11  Cast  me  not  away  from  thy  presence; 
And  take  not  thy  Holy  Spirit  from  me. 

12  Restore  unto  m,e  the  joy  of  thy  salvation  ; 

And  uphold  me  with  thy  free  Spirit.  * 

13  Then  luill  I  teach  transgressors  thy  ways  ; 
And  sinners  shall  be  converted  unto  thee. 


Ps.  LII.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PS  ALUS.  63 

1^  Deliver  me  from  blood-guiltiness,  0  God,  thou  God  of  my  salvation: 
And  mj  tongue  shall  sing  alond  of  thy  righteousness. 

15  0  Lord,  open  thou  my  lips  ; 

And  my  mouth  shall  shew  forth  thy  praise. 

16  ^or  thou  desiresi  not  sacrifice  ;  else  would  I  give  it: 
Thou  dehVhtest  not  in  burnt-ofierina:. 

17  The  sacrifices  of  God  are  a  broken  sjiirit: 

A  broken  and  a  contrite  heart,  O  God,  thou  wilt  not  despise. 

18  Do  good  in  thy  good  pleasure  unto  Zion : 
Build  thou  the  walls  of  Jerusalem. 

19  Then  shall  thou  be  pleased  loith  the  sacrifices  of  righteousness,  with  burnt- 

offering  and  whole  burnt-ofi'ering : 
Then  shall  they  offer  bullocks  upon  thine  altar. 


i^alm  52. 

To  the  chief  musician,  Maschil,  A  Psalm  of  David,  when  Doeg  the  Edomite  came  and  told  Saul,  and 
said  unto  him,  David  is  come  to  the  house  of  Ahimelech. 

WHY  boasteth  thou  thyself  in  mischief,  0  mighty  man? 
The  goodness  of  God  endureth  continually. 

2  Thy  tongue  deviseth  mischiefs  / 

Like  a  sharp  razor,  working  deceitfully. 

3  Thou  lovest  evil  more  than  good  ; 

And  lying  rather  than  to  speak  righteousness.     [Seiah.] 
*  Thou  lovest  all  devouring  words,  0  tfiou  deceitful  tongue. 

5  God  shall  likewise  destroy  thee  for  ever, 

He  shall  take  thee  aioay,  and  pluck  thee  out  of  thy  dwelling-place, 
And  root  thee  out  of  the  land  of  the  living.     [Seiah.] 

6  The  righteous  cdso  shall  see,  and  fear, 
And  shall  laugh  at  him : 

7  Lo,  this  is  the  man  that  made  not  God  his  strength; 
But  trusted  in  the  abundance  of  his  riches. 

And  strengthened  himself  in  his  wickedness. 


64  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Pb.  LIII. 

8  Bui  I  am  like  a  green  olive-tree  in  the  house  of  God: 
I  trust  in  the  mercy  of  God  for  ever  and  ever. 

9  I  lu  ill  praise  thee  for  ever^  because  thou  hast  done  it: 

And  I  will  wait  on  thy  name ;  for  it  is  good  before  thy  saints. 


i^alm  53. 

To  the  chief  Musician  upon  Mahalath,  Maschil,  A  Psalm  of  David. 

THE  fool  hath  said  in  his  heart,  There  is  no  God. 
Corrupt  are  they ^  and  have  done  abominable  iniquity : 
There  is  none  that  doeth  good. 

2  God  looked  down  from  heaven  upon  the  children  of  men 
To  see  if  there  were  any  that  did  understand, 
That  did  seek  God. 

3  Every  one  of  them  is  gone  hack:  they  are  altogether  become  filthy ; 
There  is  none  that  doeth  good,  no,  not  one. 

*  Have  the  workers  of  iniquity  no  knowledge  f 

Who  eat  up  m,y  people  as  they  eat  bread:- 

They  have  not  called  upon  God. 
6  There  were  they  in  great  fear,  lohere  no  fear  was  : 

For  God  hath  scattered  the  bones  of  him  that  encampeth  against 
thee : 

Thou  hast  put  them  to  shame, 

Because  God  hath  despised  them. 

6  0  that  the  salvation  of  Israel  were  come  out  of  Zion! 
When  God  bringeth  back  the  captivity  of  his  people, 
Jacob  shall  rejoice,  and  Israel  shall  be  glad. 


Ps.  LV.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  65 

fisialm  54. 

To  the  chief  Musician  on  Neginoth,  Maschil,  A  Psalm  of  David,  when  the  Ziphims  came  and  said  to 
Saul,  Doth  not  David  hide  himself  with  us  ? 

SA  VE  me,  0  God,  by  thy  name, 
And  judge  me  by  thy  strength. 

2  Hear  my  prayer,  0  God  ; 

Give  ear  to  the  words  of  my  mouth. 

3  For  strangers  are  risen  up  against  me, 
And  oppressors  seek  after  my  soul: 

They  have  not  set  God  before  them.     [Seiah.] 

4  Behold,  God  is  mine  helper : 

The  Lord  is  with  them  that  uphold  my  soul. 

5  He  shall  reward  evil  unto  mine  enemies  : 
Cut  them  off  in  thy  truth. 

6  1 10 ill  freely  sacrifice  unto  thee: 

I  will  praise  thy  name,  O  Lokd  ;  for  it  is  good. 

7  For  he  hath  delivered  me  out  of  all  trouble: 

And  mine  eye  hath  seen  his  desire  upon  mine  enemies. 

To  the  chief  Musician  on  Neginoth,  Maschil,  A  Psalm  of  David. 
GIVE  ear  to  my  prayer,  0  God  ; 
And  hide  not  thyself  from  my  supplication. 

2  Attend  unto  me,  and  hear  me ; 

I  mourn  in  my  complaint,  and  make  a  noise ; 

3  Because  of  the  voice  of  the  enemy. 
Because  of  the  oppression  of  the  wicked : 
For  they  cast  iniquity  iqion  me, 

And  in  wrath  they  hate  me. 
*  My  heart  is  sore  pained  ivithin  me: 

And  the  terrors  of  death  are  fallen  upon  me. 
5  Fearfulness  and  trembling  are  cone  upon  me. 

And  horror  hath  overwhelmed  me. 


66  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  LV. 

6  And  I  said,  0  that  I  had  wings  like  a  dove! 

For  then  would  I  fly  awa}',  and  be  at  rest. 
"^  Z.0,  then  icould  I  wander  far  off, 

And  remain  in  the  wilderness.     [Seiah.] 

8  I  ivould  hasten  my  escape 

From  the  windy  storm  and  tempest. 

9  Destroy,  0  Lord,  and  divide  their  tongues: 
For  I  have  seen  violence  and  striie  in  the  city. 

10  Day  and  night  they  go  about  it  upon  the  walls  thereof: 
Mischief  also  and  sorrow  are  in  the  midst  of  it. 

11  Wickedness  is  in  the  midst  thereof: 

Deceit  and  guile  depart  not  from  her  streets. 

12  For  it  was  not  an  enemy  that  reproached  me  ; 
Then  I  could  have  borne  it : 

Neither  was  it  lie  that  hated  me  that  did  magnify  himself  against  me  ; 
Then  I  would  have  hid  myself  from  him : 

13  But  it  was  thou,  a  man  mine  equal^ 
My  guide,  and  mine  acquaintance. 

1*  We  took  sweet  counsel  together. 

And  walked  unto  the  house  of  God  in  company. 

15  Let  death  seize  upon  them,  and  let  them  go  down  quick  into  hell : 
For  wickedness  is  in  their  dwellings,  and  among  them. 

16  As  for  me,  I  will  call  upon  God  ; 
And  the  Lord  shall  save  me. 

17  Evening,  and  morning,  and  at  noon,  ivill  I  pray,  and  cry  aloud : 
And  he  shall  hear  my  voice. 

18  He  hath  delivered  my  soul  in  peace  from  the  battle  that  was  against  me: 
For  there  were  many  with  me. 

19  Ood  shall  hear,  and  afflict  them, 
Even  he  that  abideth  of  old.     [Seiah.] 
Because  they  have  no  changes. 
Therefore  they  fear  not  God. 


Ps.  LVL]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  67 

20  He  hath  put  forth  his  hands  against  such  as  he  at  peace  with  him: 
He  hath  broken  his  covenant. 

21  The  words  of  his  mouth  were  smoother  than  hutter,  hut  war  was  in  his 

heart : 
His  words  were  softer  than  oil,  yet  were  they  drawn  swords. 

22  Cast  thy  harden  upon  the  LoRD^  and  he  shall  sustain  thee: 
He  shall  never  suffer  the  righteous  to  be  moved. 

23  But  thou^  0  God,  shah  bring  them  doivn  into  the  pit  of  destruction : 
Bloody  and  deceitful  men  shall  not  live  out  half  their  days : 
But  I  WILL  TKUST  m  thee. 


g^atm  56. 

To  the  chief  Musician  upon  Jonath-elem-rechokim,  Michtam  of  David,  when  the  PhOistines  took 

him  in  Gath. 

BB  merciful  unto  me,  0  God:  for  man  would  swallow  me  up: 
He  fighting  daily  oppresseth  me. 

2  Aline  enemies  would  daily  swallow  me  up  : 

For  they  be  many  that  fight  against  me,  0  thou  Most  High. 

3  WJiat  time  I  am  afraid,  I  will  trust  in  thee. 

4  In  God  I  will  praise  his  word, 
In  God  I  have  jnit  my  trust; 

I  will  not  fear  what  flesh  can  do  unto  me. 

5  Every  day  they  wrest  my  words : 

All  their  thoughts  are  against  me  for  evil, 

6  They  gather  themselves  together,  they  hide  tliemselves, 
They  mark  my  steps,  when  they  wait  for  my  soul. 

7  Shall  they  escape  hy  iniquity  ? 

In  thine  anger  cast  down  the  people,  O  God. 

8  Tlioa  tellest  my  luanderings :  put  thou  my  tears  into  thy  bottle: 
Are  they  not  in  thy  book  ?  ' 

9  When  I  cry  unto  thee,  then  shall  mine  enemies  turn  hack: 
This  I  know ;  for  God  is  for  me. 


68  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  LVIL 

10  In  God  ivill  I  praise  his  word  : 

In  the  Lord  will  I  praise  liis  word. 

11  In  God  have  I  put  my  trust : 

I  will  not  be  afraid  what  man  can  do  unto  me. 

12  Thy  vows  are  upon  me,  0  God  : 
I  will  render  praises  unto  thee. 

13  I^or  thou  hast  delivered  my  soul  from  death: 
Wilt  not  thou  deliver  my  feet  from  falling^ 

That  I  may  walk  before  God  in  the  light  of  the  living  ? 


i^alm  57. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  Al-taschith,  Michtam  of  David,  when  he  fled  from  Saul  in  the  cave. 

BE  merciful  unto  me,  0  God, 
Be  merciful  unto  me,  for  my  soul  trusteth  in  thee : 
Yea,  in  the  shadoiu  of  thy  ivings  ivill  I  make  my  refuge^ 
Until  these  calamities  be  overpast. 

2  I  will  cry  iinio  God  Most  High  ; 

Unto  God  that  perfonneth  all  things  for  me. 

3  He  shall  send  from  heaven,  and  save  me 

From  the  reproach  of  him  that  ivould  swallow  me  up>.     [Seiah.] 
God  shall  send  forth  his  mercy  and  his  truth. 

4  My  soul  is  among  lions : 

And  I  lie  even  among  them  that  are  set  on  fire,  even  the  sons  of  men. 
Whose  teeth  are  spears  and  arrows, 
And  their  tongue  a  sharp  sword. 

5  Be  thou  exalted,  0  God,  above  (he  heavens ; 
Let  thy  glory  be  above  all  the  earth. 

6  They  have  prepared  a  net  for  my  steps  ; 
My  soul  is  bowed  down : 

They  have  digged  a  pit  before  me, 

Into  the  midst  whereof  they  are  fallen  themselves.     [Seiah.] 

7  My  heart  is  fixed,  0  God, 

My  heart  is  fixed :  I  will  sing  and  give  praise. 


Ps.  LVm.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  69 

8  Aivake  up,  my  glory  ; 
Awake,  j^saltery  and  harp: 
I  myself  will  awake  earlj. 

9  I  will  praise  thee,  0  Lord,  among  the  people: 
I  will  sing  unto  thee  among  the  nations. 

10  For  thy  mercy  is  great  unto  the  heavens, 
And  thy  truth  unto  the  clouds. 

11  Be  thou  exalted,  0  God,  above  the  heavens: 
Let  thy  glory  be  above  all  the  earth. 


i^alm  58. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  Al-taschith,  Michtam  of  David. 

DO  ye  indeed  speak  righteousness,  0  congregation? 
Do  ye  judge  uprightly,  O  ye  sons  of  men  ? 

2  Yea,  in  heart  ye  work  wickedness  ; 

Ye  weigh  the  violence  of  your  hands  in  the  earth. 

3  The  wicked  are  estranged  from  the  loomb : 

They  go  astray  as  soon  as  they  be  born,  speaking  lies. 
*  Their  poison  is  like  the  jJoisoti  of  a  serpent: 
They  are  like  the  deaf  adder  that  stoppeth  her  ear ; 

5  Which  loill  not  hearken  to  the  voice  of  charmers, 
Charming  never  so  wisely. 

6  Break  their  teeth,  0  God,  in  their  mouth: 

Break  out  the  great  teeth  of  the  young  lions,  O  Loed. 
■^  Let  them  melt  away  as  waters  which  run  continually : 
"When  he  bendeth  his  bow  to  shoot  his  arrows,  let  them  be  as  cut  in 
pieces. 

8  As  a  snail  which  melteth,  let  every  one  of  them  pass  cnoay : 

Like  the  untimely  birth  of  a  woman,  that  they  may  not  see  the  sun. 

9  Before  your  pots  can  feel  the  thorns, 

He  shall  take  them  away  as  with  a  whirlwind,  both  living,  and  in 
his  wrath. 


70  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  LIX. 

10  The  righteous  shall  rejoice  when  he  seeth  the  vengeance: 
He  shall  wash  his  feet  in  the  blood  of  the  wicked. 

11  So  iliat  a  man  shall  say,  Verllr/  there  is  a  reward  for  the  righteous: 
Verily  he  is  a  God  that  judgeth  in  the  earth. 


i^alm  59. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  Al-taschith,  Michtam  of  David :  when  Saal  sent,  and  they  watched  the  house 

to  kill  him. 

DELIVER  me  from  mine  enemies,  0  my  God: 
Defend  me  from  them  that  rise  up  against  me. 

2  Deliver  me  from  the  toorkers  of  iniquity, 
And  save  me  from  bloody  men. 

3  For  lo,  they  lie  in  wait  for  my  soul: 
The  mighty  are  gathered  against  me  ; 
Not  for  my  transgression, 

Nor  for  my  sin,  O  Lord. 

4  Tliey  run  and  prepare  themselves  without  my  fault: 
Awake  to  help  me,  and  behold. 

5  Thou  therefore,  0  Lord  God  of  hosts, 
The  God  of  Israel, 

Awake  to  visit  all  the  heathen: 

Be  not  merciful  to  any  wicked  transgressors.     [Seiah.] 

6  They  return  at  evening :  they  make  a  noise  like  a  dog^ 
And  go  round  about  the  city. 

7  Behold,  they  belch  out  luith  their  mouth : 
Swords  are  in  their  lips : 

For  who,  say  they,  doth  hear  ? 

8  But  thou,  0  Lord,  shall  laugji  at  them  ; 
Thou  shalt  have  all  the  heathen  in  derision. 

9  Because  of  his  strength  ivill  I  loait  upon  thee: 
For  God  is  my  defence. 

10  The  God  of  my  mercy  shall  prevent  me: 

God  shall  let  me  see  my  desire  upon  mine  enemies. 


Ps.  LX.]  ^     THE     BOOK     OF    FSALMS.  t\ 

11  Slay  them  not^  lest  my  people  forget  : 
Scatter  them  hy  thy  poioer  ; 

And  bring  them  down,  O  Lokd  our  shield. 

12  For  the  sin  of  their  mouth  and  the  words  of  their  lips 
Let  them  even  he  taken  in  their  pride: 

And  for  cursing  and  lying  which  they  speak. 

13  Consume  them  in  W7'ath; 

Consume  them,  that  they  may  not  be  : 
Ayid  let  them  know  that  God  ruleth  in  Jacob 
Unto  the  ends  of  the  earth.     [Seiab.] 
1^  And  at  evening  let  them  return;  and  let  them  make  a  noise  lilce  a  dog, 
And  go  round  about  the  city. 

15  Z,et  them  loander  up  and  doivnfor  meat, 
And  grudge  if  they  be  not  satisfied. 

16  But  I  will  sing  of  thy  power  ; 

Yea,  I  will  sing  aloud  of  thy  mercy  in  the  morning : 

For  thou  hast  been  my  defence 

And  refuge  in  the  day  of  my  trouble. 

17  Unto  thee,  0  my  strength^  will  I  sing  : 

For  God  is  my  defence,  and  the  God  of  my  mercy. 


i^alm  60. 

To  the  chief  Musician  upon  Shushan-eduth,  Michtam  of  David,  to  teach ;  when  he  strove  with  Aram- 
naharaim  and  with  Aram-zobah,  when  Joab  returned,  and  smote  of  Edom  in  the  valley  pf  salt 
twelve  thousand. 

O  GOD,  thou  hast  cast  us  off,  thou  hast  scattered  'us. 
Thou  hast  been  displeased ;  O  turn  thyself  to  us  again. 

2  Thou  hast  made  the  earth  to  tremble;  thou  hast  broken  it: 
Heal  the  breaches  thereof;  for  it  shaketh. 

3  Thou  hast  shewed  thy  people  hard  things: 

Thou  hast  made  us  to  drink  the  wine  of  astonishment. 
*  Thou  hast  given  a  banner  to  them  that  fear  thee, 
That  it  may  be  displayed  because  of  the  truth,     iseiah] 


73  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.     «  [Ps.  LXL 

6  That  thy  beloved  may  be  delivered  ; 
Save  with  thy  right  hand  and  hear  me. 

6  God  hath  spoken  in  his  holiness  ; 

I  will  rejoice  ;  I  will  divide  Shechem,^ 
And  mete  out  the  valley  of  Succoth. 

7  Oilead  is  mine,  and  Mdjiasseh  is  mine  ; 
Ephraim  also  is  the  strength  of  mine  head; 
Judah  is  my  lawgiver ; 

8  Moab  is  my  washpot ; 

Over  Edom  ivill  I  cast  out  my  shoe: 
Philistia,  triumph  thou  because  of  me. 

9  Wlio  loill  bring  me  into  the  strong  city? 
Who  will  lead  me  into  Edom  ? 

10  Wilt  not  thou,  0  God,  which  hadst  cast  us  off? 

And  thou,  O  God,  which  didst  not  go  out  with  our  armies? 

11  Give  us  help  from  trouble : 
For  vain  is  the  help  of  man. 

12  Through  God  we  shall  do  valiantly : 

For  he  it  is  that  shall  tread  down  our  enemies. 


i^aUm  61. 

To  the  chief  Musician  upon  Neginah,  A  Psalm  of  David. 

HEAR  my  cry,  0  God ; 
Attend  unto  my  prayer. 

2  From  the  end  of  the  earth  ivill  I  cry  unto  thee,  ivhen  my  heart  is  over- 

ivhelmed : 
Lead  me  to  the  rock  that  is  higher  than  I. 

3  For  thou  liast  been  a  shelter  for  me, 
And  a  strong  tower  from  the  enemy. 

*  /  will  ahide  in  thy  tabernacle  for  ever : 
I  will  trust  in  the  covert  of  thy  wings.     [Seiah.] 

6  For  thou,  0  God,  hast  heard,  my  voivs : 
Thou  hast  given  me  the  heritage  of  those  that  fear  thy  name. 


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6  Thou  loilt  prolong  the  King^s  life  : 
And  liis  years  as  many  generations. 

7  He  shall  ahide  before  God  for  ever, 

O  prepare  merCy  and  truth,  which  may  preserve  him. 

8  So  ivill  I  sing  praise  unto  iliy  name  for  ever, 
That  I  may  daily  perform  my  vows. 


i^alm  62 

To  the  chief  Musician,  to  Jeduthun,  A  Psalm  of  David. 

T RU LY  my  sold  ivaiteth  upon  God: 
From  him  coraeth  my  salvation. 

2  He  only  is  my  rock  and  my  salvation; 

He  is  my  defence ;  I  shall  not  be  greatly  moved. 

3  How  long  will  ye  imagine  mischief  a/jainst  a  manf 
Ye  shall  be  slain  all  of  you : 

As  a  bowing  wall  shall  ye  be, 
And  as  a  tottering  fence. 
*  They  only  consult  to  cast  him  down  from  his  excellency: 
They  delight  in  his  lies : 
They  bless  ivith  their  mouth, 
But  they  curse  inwardly.     [Seiah.] 

5  My  soul,  wait  thou  only  upon  God ; 
For  my  expectation  is  from  him. 

6  He  only  is  my  rock  and  my  salvation : 

He  is  my  defence ;  I  shall  not  be  moved. 

7  In  God  is  my  salvation  and  my  glory  : 

The  rock  of  my  strength,  and  my  refuge,  is  in  God. 

8  Trust  in  him  at  all  times  ; 

Ye  people,  pour  out  your  heart  before  him: 
God  is  a  refuge  for  us.     [seiah.] 

9  Surely  men  of  low  degree  are  vanity,  and  men  of  high  degree  are  a  lie. 
To  be  laid  in  the  balance,  they  are  altogether  lighter  than  vanity. 

4 


74  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Pa.  LXIII. 

10  Tmsi  not  in  oppression,  and  hecome  not  vain  in  robbery : 
If  riches  increase,  set  not  yoni*  heart  upon  them. 

11  God  hall  I  spoken  once  ; 

Twice  have  I  heard  this ;  that  power  belongeth  imto  God. 

12  Also  unto  lliee,  0  Lord,  belongeth  mercy : 

For  thou  renderest  to  every  man  according  to  his  work. 

5?^alm  63. 

A  Psalm  of  David,  when  he  was  in  the  wilderness  of  Judah. 

0  GOD,  thou  art  my  God ; 
Early  will  I  seek  thee : 

My  soul  thirsteth  for  thee,  my  flesh  longethfor  thee 
In  a  dry  and  thirsty  land,  where  no  water  is ; 

2  To  see  thy  power  and  thy  glory, 

So  as  I  have  seen  thee  in  the  sanctuary. 

3  Because  thy  loving-kindness  is  better  than  life^ 
My  lips  shall  praise  thee. 

*  llius  will  I  bless  thee  ivJiile  I  live: 

1  will  lift  up  my  hands  in  thy  name. 

5  My  soul  shall  be  satis/led  as  zuith  marrow  and  fatness  ; 
And  my  mouth  shall  praise  thee  with  joyful  lips : 

6  When  I  remember  thee  upon  my  bed, 

And  meditate  on  thee  in  the  night  watches. 

7  B'xause  thou  hast  been  my  help, 

Therefore  in  the  shadow  of  thy  wings  will  I  rejoice. 

8  My  soul  fdloweth  hard  after  thee: 
Thy  right  hand  upholdeth  thee. 

9  But  those  that  seek  m.y  soid,  to  destroy  it, 
Shall  go  into  the  lower  parts  of  the  earth. 

10  TJiey  shall  fall  by  the  sword : 
They  shall  be  a  portion  for  foxes. 

11  But  the  king  shall  rejoice  in  God  ; 

Every  one  that  siueareth  by  him  shall  glory : 

But  the  mouth  of  them  that  speak  lies  shall  be  stopped. 


Ps.  LXV.l  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.    '  75 

i^tm  64. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  A  Psalm  of  David. 

HEAR  my  voice,  0  God,  in  my  prayer: 
Preserve  my  life  from  fear  of  the  enemy. 

2  Hide  me  from  the  secret  counsel  of  the  wicked  ; 
From  tlie  insurrection  of  the  workers  of  iniquity : 

3  Who  whet  their  tongue  like  a  sioord, 

And  bend  their  bows  to  shoot  their  arrows,  even  bitter  words : 
*  That  they  may  shoot  in  secret  at  the  perfect : 
Suddenly  do  they  shoot  at  him,  and  fear  not. 

5  They  encourage  themselves  in  an  evil  matter: 
They  com^nune  of  laying  snares  privily  '^ 
They  say,  Who  shall  see  them  ? 

6  They  search  out  iniquities  ; 

They  accomplish  a  diligent  search : 

Both  the  inward  thought  of  every  one  of  them,  and  the  heart,  is 
deep. 

7  But  God  shall  shoot  at  them  with  an  arrow  ; 
Suddenly  shall  they  be  wounded. 

8  So  they  shall  make  their  oion  tongue  to  fall  upon  themselves : 
All  that  see  them  shall  flee  away. 

9  And  all  men  shall  fear,  and  shall  declare  the  work  of  God  ; 
For  they  shall  wisely  consider  of  his  doing. 

10  The  righteous  shall  be  glad  in  the  Lord,  and  shall  trust  in  him,' 
And  all  the  upright  in  heart  shall  glory. 

WMhn  65. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  A  Psalm  and  Song  of  David.  ■ 
PRAISE  waiteth  for  thee,  0  God,  in  Zion : 
And  unto  thee  shall  the  vow  be  performed. 
2  0  thou  that  hearest  prayer, 
Unto  thee  shall  all  flesh  come. 


7B  THE    BOOK    OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  LXT. 

'  Imaqncdies  prevail  apainsi  m^: 
X>  for  oar  transrressionf.    '       ^^alt  puige  th^n  awsy. 

•  -;•  :  --ffirf  is  the  rao'ii  whom  :  -.st^ 

And  cansest  to  approacli  unto  thee,  tlitt  he  may  dwell  in  thy  oourts : 

Wf  shall  h(  saPi-sjied  with  the  g^fodness  of  thy  ?iOus£, 
Even  of  ihj  Lolv  temple. 

f  Bo  l^rrit'lf  il,'  -■-,-.  ,.-. ^5J5  jj^Qi  ^^^  oftswtr  us, 

O  God  of  our  iilvit::i. ; 

Wlio  or!  the  confidence  qfaU  the  ends  ofBie  earthy 

And  of  *"  "    -:  afar  off  upon  the  sea : 

^  TrAv>:A,  r      ,,    ..  ■     ■■■'hja£t  ike  niourdains ; 

Being'  girded  "vvi:.,  _  : 

'  W hich  siilleiu  the  •novst  of  the  seas^ 

Tbe  noise  of  their  waves,  and  the  tmnnlt  of  the  people. 

•  TJity  also  thai  diveU  in  the  uttermost  parts  -are  afraid  at  thy  iohens: 
Thou  makest  the  onts:oings  of  the  morning  and  erening  to  rejoice. 

•  Thov.  ridtesf  the  earthy  and  waierest  it: 

Thou  greatly  enrichest  it  with  the  lirer  of  God,  which  is  full  of 
vater: 

Tytou  preparest  them  corri^ 

When  thon  hast  so  proTided  for  it 
M  Jliou  ivaia^L  the  ridges  thereof  ahwidanily : 

Thou  settlest  the  fnrrows  thereof: 

Thou  mahest  it  sc>fi  irith  showers: 

Thon  hlessest  the  springing  thereof 
^  Thou  crournest  the  year  urith  thy  goodness  : 

And  thy  paths  drop  fatness. 
^  T?iey  drop  upon  the  pastures  of  the  trilderness  : 

And  Ae  little  hills  rejoice  on  every  side. 
IS  T tie  pastures  are  clothed  wilkjiocks  j 

T?i£  valleys  aho  are  covered  over  wiih  com : 

They  shont  for  joy,  they  also  sing. 


Ps.  LXVL]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  77 


l^alm  66, 

To  the  chief  Musician,  A  Song  or  Paalm. 

MAKE  fi  joyful  noise  unto  God,  all  ye  lands: 

2  Sine  forth  the  honour  of  his  name  • 
Make  his  praise  glorious. 

3  Say  unto  God^  hovj  terrible  art  iJcou  in  thy  vjorhs  ! 

Through  the  greatness  of  thy  power  shall  thine  enemies  submit 
themselves  unto  thee. 
*  All  the  earth  shall  v:orship  thee,  and  shaU  sing  unto  thee; 
They  shall  sing  to  thy  name.     [Seiah.] 

5  Come  and  see  the  works  of  God: 

He  is  terrible  in  his  doing  toward  the  children  of  men. 

6  He  turned  the  sea  into  dry  land: 
They  v:ent  through  the  flood  on  foot: 
There  did  we  rejoice  in  him. 

7  He  ruleth  hy  his  power  for  ever  ; 
His  eyes  hehold  the  nations : 

Let  not  the  rebellious  exalt  themselves.     [Seiah.] 

8  0  bless  our  God,  ye  people, 

And  make  the  voice  of  his  praise  to  be  heard : 

9  Which  holdeth  our  soul  in  life, 

And  suffereth  not  our  feet  to  be  moved. 

10  For  thou,  0  God,  hast  proved  us: 
Thou  hast  tried  us,  as  silver  is  tried. 

11  Thou  broughtest  us  into  the  net ; 
Thou  laidst  affliction  upon  our  loins. 

12  Thou  hast  caused  men  to  ride  over  our  heads: 
We  went  through  fire  and  through  water : 

But  thou  broughtest  us  out  into  a  wealthy  place. 

13  I  will  go  into  thy  house  with  burnt-of't'nngs : 
I  will  pay  thee  my  vows, 


78  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALilS.  [Ps.  LXVII. 

1*  Which  my  lips  have  niter ed, 

And  my  mouth  hath  spoken,  when  I  was  in  trouble. 

15  I  tviil  offer  unto  thee  hurnt-sacrifices  of  failings, 
With  the  incense  of  i-ams  : 

I  will  oiFer  bullocks  with  goats.     [Seiah.] 

16  Come  and  hear,  all  ye  tliatfcar  God, 

And  I  will  declare  what  he  hath  done  for  my  soul. 

17  I  cried  unto  him  with  my  mouth. 
And  he  was  extolled  with  my  tongue. 

^^  If  1  regard  iniquity  in  my  heart, 
The  Lord  will  not  hear  me  : 

19  But  verily  God  hath  heard  me  ; 

He  hath  attended  to  the  voice  of  my  prayer. 

20  Blessed  he  God, 

Which  haih  not  turned  aiuay  my  prayer, 
Nor  his  mercy  from  me. 

ij^alm  67. 

To  the  chief  Musician  on  Neginoth,  A  Psalm  or  Song. 

GOD  he  mercifid  unto  us,  and  bless  us ; 
And  cause  his  face  to  shine  upon  us ;     [Seiah.] 

2  That  thy  way  may  be  known  upon  earth, 
Thy  saving  health  among  all  nations. 

3  Let  the  peop)le 2)raise  ihee,  0  God; 
Let  all  the  people  praise  thee. 

*  0  let  the  nations  be  glad  and  sing  for  joy : 
For  thou  shah  judge  the  people  rigliteously, 
And  govern  the  nations  upon  earth.     [Seiah.] 

5  Let  the  people  praise  ihee,  0  God  ; 
Let  all  the  people  praise  thee. 

6  Then  shall  the  eariJi  yield  her  increase  ; 

And  God,  even  our  own  God,  shall  bless  us. 

7  God  shall  bless  us  ; 

And  all  the  ends  of  the  earth  shall  fear  him. 


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i^atm  68. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  A  Psalm  or  Song  of  David. 

LET  God  arise^  let  his  enemies  he  scattered : 
Let  tliem  also  that  bate  him  flee  before  bim. 

2  As  smoke  is  driven  away^  so  drive  them  away: 
As  wax  meltetli  before  the  fire, 

So  let  the  wicked  perish  at  the  presence  of  God. 

3  Bat  let  the  righteous  be  glad ;  lei  them  rejoice  hefore  God: 
Yea,  let  them  exceedingly  rejoice. 

4  Sing  unto  God^ 

Sing  praises  to  his  name  : 

Extol  him  that  rideth  upon  the  heavens 

By  his  name  JAH^ 

And  rejoice  before  bim. 

5  A  father  of  the  fatherless^  and  a  judge  of  the  widows, 
Is  God  in  his  holy  habitation. 

6  God  setteth  the  solitary  in  families : 

He  bringeth  out  those  lohich  are  bound  loith  chains: 
But  the  rebellions  dwell  in  a  dry  land. 

7  0  God,  zuhen  thou  wentest  forth  before  thy  people, 

When  thou  didst  march  through  the  wilderness ;     [Seiah.] 

8  The  earth  shook,  the  heavens  also  dropped  at  the  presence  of  God: 
Even  Sinai  itself  was  moved  at  the  presence  of  God,  the  God  of 

Israel. 

9  Thou,  0  God,  didst  send  a  'plentiful  rain. 

Whereby  thou  didst  confirm  thine  inheritance,  when  it  was  weary. 

10  Thy  congregation  hath  dwelt  therein : 

Thou,  O  God,  hast  prepared  of  thy  goodness  for  the  poor. 

11  The  Lord  gave  the  word: 

Great  was  the  company  of  those  that  published  it. 

12  Kings  of  armies  did  flee  apace: 

And  she  that  tarried  at  home  divided  the  spoil. 


so  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  LXVIII. 

^3  Though  ye  have  lien  among  the  pots. 

Yet  shall  ye  he  as  the  wings  of  a  dove  covered  loith  silver^ 

And  her  feathers  with  yellow  gold. 
1*  When  the  Almighty  scattered  kings  in  it, 

It  was  white  as  snow  in  Salmon. 

15  The  hill  of  God  is  as  the  hill  of  Bashan ; 
An  high  hill  as  the  hill  of  Bashan. 

16  Why  leap  ye,  ye  high  hills  ? 

This  is  the  hill  which  God  desireth  to  dwell  in  : 
Yea,  the  Lokd  will  dwell  in  it  for  ever. 

17  The  chariots  of  God  are  twenty  thousand,  even  thousands  of  angels: 
The  Lord  is  among  them,  as  in  Sinai,  in  the  holy  place. 

18  Thou  hast  ascended  on  high, 
Thou  hast  led  captivity  captive : 
Thoa  hast  received  gifts  for  men  ; 

Yea,  for  the  rebellious  also,  that  the  Lord  God  might  dwell  among 
them, 

19  Blessed  be  the  Lord, 

Who  daily  loadeth  us  with  benefits, 
Even  the  God  of  our  salvation.     [Seiah.] 

20  lie  that  is  our  God  is  the  God  of  salvation  ; 

And  unto  God  the  Lord  belong  the  issues  fi'om  death. 

21  But  God  shall  luound  the  head  of  his  enemies, 

And  the  hairy  scalp  of  such  an  one  as  goeth  on  still  in  his  trespasses. 

22  The  Lord  said,  L  will  bring  again  from  Bashan, 

I  will  bring  my  people  again  from  the  depths  of  the  sea : 

23  That  thy  foot  may  he  dipped  in  the  blood  of  thine  enemies, 
iVnd  the  tongue  of  thy  dogs  in  the  same. 

24  They  have  seen  thy  goings,  0  God ; 

Even  the  goings  of  my  God,  my  King,  in  the  sanctuary. 

25  The  singers  went  before,  the  players  on  instruments  followed  after  ; 
Among  them  were  the  damsels  playing  with  timbrels. 

26  Bless  ye  God  in  the  congregations. 

Even  the  Lord,  from  the  fountain  of  Israel. 


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27  There  is  little  Benjamin  with  their  ruler^ 
The  princes  of  Judah  and  their  council, 

The  princes  of  Zebulun,  aud  the  princes  of  I^aphtali. 

28  Thy  God  hath  commanded  thy  strength  : 

Strengthen,  O  God,  that  which  thou  hast  wrought  for  us. 

29  Because  of  thy  temple  at  Jerusalem 
Shall  kings  bring  presents  unto  thee. 

30  Rebuke  the  company  of  spearmen, 

The  multitude  of  the  bulls,  with  the  calves  of  the  people, 
Till  every  one  siihinit  himself  with  pieces  of  silver : 
Scatter  thoa  the  people  that  delight  in  war. 

31  Princes  shall  come  out  of  Egypt ; 

Ethiopia  shall  soon  stretch  out  her  hands  unto  God. 

32  Sing  unto  God,  ye  kingdoms  of  the  earth  ; 

0  sing  praises  unto  the  Lord.     [Seiah.] 

33  To  him  that  rideth  upon  the  heavens  of  heavens,  ivhicJt  ivere  of  old ; 
Lo,  he  doth  send  out  his  voice,  and  that  a  mighty  voice. 

34:  Ascribe  ye  strength  unto  God: 

His  excellency  is  over  Israel, 

And  his  strength  is  in  the  clouds. 
35  0  Ood,  thou  art  terrible  out  of  thy  holy  places: 

The  God  of  Israel  is  he  that  giveth  strength  and  power  unto  his 
people. 

Blessed  be  God. 

i^»Im  69. 

To  the  chief  Musician  upon  Shoshannim,  A  Psalm  of  David. 

SAVE  me,  0  God; 

For  the  waters  are  come  in  unto  my  soul. 
2  I  sink  in  deep  mire,  lohere  there  is  no  standing: 

1  am  come  into  deep  waters,  where  the  floods  overflow  me. 
^  I  am  weary  of  any  crying :  my  throat  is  dried: 

Mine  eyes  fail  while  I  wait  for  Gn^d. 


83  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  LXIX. 

'  *  They  that  hate  me  without  a  cause  are  more  ilian  the  hairs  of  mine  head: 
They  that  ivould  destroy  me,  heing  mine  enemies  wronyfally,  are  migJity: 
Then  I  restored  that  which  I  took  uot  away. 

5  0  God,  thou  kno^vest  my  foolishness ; 
And  my  sins  are  not  hid  from  thee. 

6  Let  not  them  that  wait  on  thee,  0  Lord  God  of  hosts,  be  ashamed  for  my 

saJce  : 
Let  not  those  that  seek  thee  be  confounded  for  my  sake,  O  God  of 
Israeh 

7  Because  for  thy  sake  I  have  borne  reproach; 
Shame  hath  covered  my  face. 

8  I  am  become  a  stranger  unto  my  brethren, 
And  an  ahen  unto  my  mother's  children. 

8  For  the  zeal  of  thine  house  hath  eaten  me  uip  ; 
And  the  reproaches  of  them  that  reproached  thee  are  fallen  upon  me. 

10  When  I  vjept,  and  chastened  my  soul  ivith  fasting, 
That  was  to  my  reproach, 

11  I  made  sackcloth  also  my  garment ; 
And  I  became  a  proverb  to  them. 

12  They  that  sit  in  t/ie  gate  speak  against  me  ; 
And  I  was  the  song  of  the  drunkai-ds. 

13  But  as  for  me,  my  prayer  is  unto  thee,  0  Lord, 
In  an  acceptable  time : 

0  God,  in  the  multitude  of  thy  mercy  hear  me. 
In  the  truth  of  thy  salvation. 
1*  Deliver  me  out  of  the  inire, 
And  let  me  not  sink : 
Let  me  be  delivered  from  them  that  hate  me, 
And  out  of  the  deep  waters. 

15  Let  not  the  water-flood  overflow  me, 
Neither  let  the  deep  swallow  me  up, 

And  let  not  the  pit  shut  her  mouth  upon  me. 

16  Hear  me,  0  Lord  ;  for  thy  loving-kindness  is  good: 

Turn  unto  me  accorduig  to  the  multitude  of  thy  tender  mercies. 


Ps.  LXIX,]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  83 

17  And  hide  not  thy  face  from  thy  servant ;  for  I  am  in  trouble  : 
Hear  me  speedily. 

18  Draiu  nigh  unto  my  soul,  and  redeem  it: 
Deliver  me  because  of  mine  enemies. 

19  Thou  hast  hiown  my  rejjroach,  and  my  shame^  and  my  dishonour: 
Mine  adversaries  are  all  before  thee. 

20  Reproach  hath  hrohen  my  heart; 
And  I  am  full  of  heaviness  : 

And  I  looked  for  some  to  take  pity,  hut  there  was  none ; 
And  for  comforters,  but  I  found  none. 

21  They  gave  me  also  gall  for  my  meat ; 

And  in  my  thirst  they  gave  me  vinegar  to  drink. 

22  Let  their  talle  become  a  snare  before  them : 

And  that  which  should  have  been  for  their  welfare,  let  it  become  a 
trap. 

23  Let  their  eyes  he  darkened,  that  they  see  not ; 
And  make  their  loins  continually  to  shaken 

2*  Pour  out  thine  indignation  upon  them, 

And  let  their  wrathful  anger  take  hold  of  them. 

25  Let  their  habitation  he  desolate  ; 
And  let  none  dwell  in  their  tents. 

26  For  they  persecute  him  whom  thou  liast  smitten  ; 

And  they  talk  to  the  grief  of  those  whom  thou  hast  wounded. 

27  Add  iniqiiity  unto  their  iniquity : 

And  let  them  not  come  into  thy  righteousness. 

28  Let  them  he  blotted  out  of  the  book  of  the  living, 
And  not  be  written  with  the  righteous, 

^'^  But  I  am  poor  and  sorrowful : 

Let  thy  salvation,  O  God,  set  me  up  on  high. 

30  L  will  'praise  the  name  of  God  luith  a  song, 
And  will  magnify  him  with  thanksgiving. 

31  This  also  shall  p)lease  the  Lord  better  than  an  ox 
Or  bullock  that  hath  horns  and  hoofs. 


84  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  LXX. 

32  The  humble  shall  see  this,  and  he  glad; 
And  your  heart  shall  live  that  seek  God. 

33  For  Vie  LoRD  heareth  the  'poor ^ 
And  despiseth  not  his  prisoners. 

34  Let  the  heaven  and  earth  praise  him, 

The  seas,  and  every  thing  that  moveth  therein. 
36  For  God  will  save  Zioriy 

And  will  build  the  cities  of  Judah : 

That  they  may  dwell  there. 

And  have  it  in  possession. 
36  The  seed  also  of  his  servants  shall  inherit  it: 

And  they  that  love  his  name  shall  dwell  therein. 


i^alm  70. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  A  Psalm  of  David,  to  bring  to  remembrance. 

MAKE  haste,  0  God,  to  deliver  me  ; 
Make  haste  to  help  me,  O  Lord. 

2  Let  them^  he  ashamed  and  confounded  that  seek  after  my  soul: 

Let  them  be  turned  backward,  and  put  to  confusion,  that  desire  my 
hurt. 

3  Let  them  he  turned  hack  for  a  reward  of  their  shame 
That  say,  Aha,  aha ! 

4  Let  all  those  that  seek  thee  rejoice  and  he  glad  in  thee : 

And  let  such  as  love  thy  salvation  say  continually,  Let  God  be  mag- 
nified. 

5  But  I  am  poor  and  needy  ; 
Make  haste  unto  me,  O  God  : 
Thou  art  my  help  and  my  deliverer ; 
O  LoKD,  make  no  tarrying. 


Ps.  LXXL]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  85 


i^»lm  71. 

IN  thee,  0  Lorb,  do  I  put  my  trust; 
Let  me  never  be  put  to  confusion. 

2  Deliver  me  in  thy  righteousness,  and  cause  me  to  escape: 
Incline  thine  ear  unto  me,  and  save  me. 

3  Be  thou  my  strong  habitation, 
Whereunto  I  may  continually  resort : 
Thou  hast  given  commandment  to  save  7ne  ; 
For  thou  art  my  rock  and  my  fortress. 

*  Deliver  me,  0  my  God,  out  of  the  hand  of  the  wicked. 
Out  of  the  hand  of  the  unrighteous  and  cruel  man. 

5  For  thou  art  inine  hope,  0  Lord  Qod: 
Thou  art  my  trust  from  my  youth, 

6  By  thee  have  I  been  holden  up  from  the  loomb : 
Thou  art  he  that  took  me  out  of  my  tnother^s  bowels: 
My  praise  shall  be  continually  of  thee. 

7  /  am  as  a  wonder  unto  many  ; 
But  thou  art  my  strong  refuge. 

8  Let  my  mouth  be  filled  luith  thy  praise 
And  with  thy  honour  all  the  day. 

9  Cast  me  not  off  in  the  time  of  old  age  ; 
Forsake  me  not  when  my  strength  faileth. 

10  For  mine  enemies  speak  against  me  ; 

And  they  that  lay  wait  for  my  soul  take  counsel  together, 

11  Saying,  God  hath  forsaken  him : 

Persecute  and  take  him ;  for  there  is  none  to  deliver  him. 

12  0  God,  be  not  far  from  me: 

O  my  God,  make  haste  for  my  help. 

13  Let  them  be  confounded  and  consumed  that  are  adversaries  to  my  soul ; 
Let  them  be  covered  with  reproach  and  dishonour  that  seek  my  hurt. 


1*  But  I  ivill  hope  continually, 

And  will  yet  praise  thee  more  and  more. 


86  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  LXXII. 

16  My  mouth  shall  shew  for  tit  thy  rigliteousness 

And  thy  salvation  all  the  day;  for  I  know  not  the  numbers  thereof. 
16  I  will  (JO  in  the  strength  of  the  Lord  God: 

I  will  make  mention  of  thy  righteousness,  even  of  thine  only. 
1'^  0  God,  thou  hant  taught  me  from  my  youtli: 

And  hitherto  have  I  declared  thy  wondrous  works. 

18  Now  also  when  I  am  old  and  gray-headed, 
O  God,  forsake  me  not ; 

Until  I  have  shewed  thy  strength  unto  this  generation, 
And  thy  power  to  every  one  that  is  to  come. 

19  Thy  righteousness   also,    0    God,  is    very  high,   tvho  hast  done  great 

tilings : 
O  God,  who  is  like  unto  thee ! 

20  Thou,  which  hast  shelved  me  great  and  so7'e  troubles, 
Shalt  quicken  me  again, 

And  shalt  bring  me  up  again  from  the  depths  of  the  earth. 

21  Thou  shalt  increase  my  greatness. 
And  comfort  me  on  every  side. 

22  I  will  also  ipraise  thee  ivith  the  •psaltery. 
Even  thy  truth,  O  my  God. 

TJnto  thee  will  I  sing  loith  the  harp, 
O  thou  Holy  One  of  Israel. 

23  Mji  lij^s  shall  greatly  rejoice  when  I  sing  unto  thee; 
And  my  soul,  which  thou  hast  redeemed. 

24:  My  tongue  also  shall  talk  of  thy  righteousness  all  the  day  long : 

For  they  are  confounded,  for  they  are  brought  unto  shame,  that 
seek  my  hurt. 

m\\m  72. 

A  Psalm  for  Solomon. 

GIVE  the  king  thy  judgments,  0  God, 
And  thy  righteousness  unto  the  king's  son, 
2  He  shall  judge  thy  people  with  righteousness y 
And  thy  poor  with  judgment. 


Ps.  LXXIL]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  87 

3  The  mountains  shall  bring  peace  to  the  people, 
And  tlie  little  hills,  by  righteousness. 

4  He  shall  judge  the  poor  of  the  people^ 

He  shall  save  the  children  of  the  needy,  and  shall  break  in  pieces 
the  oppressor. 

5  They  shall  fear  thee  as  long  as  the  sun  and  moon  endure. 
Throughout  all  generations. 

6  He  shall  come  doion  like  rain  upon  the  mown  grass: 
As  showers  that  water  the  earth. 

7  In  his  days  shall  the  righteous  flourish  ; 

And  abundance  of  peace  so  long  as  the  moon  endureth. 

8  He  shall  have  dominion  also  from  sea  to  sea, 
And  from  the  river  unto  the  ends  of  the  earth. 

9  They  that  dwell  in  the  wilderness  shall  how  before  him, 
And  his  enemies  shall  lick  the  dust. 

10  The  kings  of  Tarshish  and  of  the  isles  shall  bring  2^Tesents  : 
The  kings  of  Sheba  and  Seba  shall  offer  gifts. 

11  Yea,  all  kings  shall  fall  down  before  him: 
All  nations  shall  serve  him. 

12  For  he  shall  deliver  the  needy  when  he  crieth  ; 
The  poor  also,  and  him  that  hath  no  helper. 

13  He  shall  spare  the  poor  and  needy, 
And  shall  save  the  souls  of  the  needy. 

1*  He  shall  redeem  their  soul  from  deceit  and  violence: 

And  precious  shall  their  blood  be  in  his  sight. 
15.  Ayul  he  shall  live,  and  to  him  shall  be  given  of  the  gold  of  Sheba: 

Prayer  also  shall  be  made  for  him  continually ;    and  daily  shall  he 
be  praised. 
16  There  shall  be  an  handful  of  corn  in  the  earth 

Upon  the  top  of  the  mountains : 

The  fruit  thereof  shall  shake  like  Lebanon: 

And  they  of  the  city  shall  flourish  like  grass  of  the  earth. 
1'^  His  name  shall  endure  for  ever: 

His  name  shall  be  continued  as  long;  as  the  sun : 


88  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  LXXIII. 

And  'men  shall  he  blessed  in  him : 
All  nations  shall  call  him  blessed. 

18  Blessed  he  ilie  Lord  God, 

The  God  of  Israel,  who  only  doeth  wondrous  things. 

19  And  blessed  be  his  glorious  name  for  ever  : 

And  let  the  whole  earth  be  filled  with  his  glory. 
Amen  and  Amen, 

20  The  prayers  of  David  the  son  of  Jesse  are  ended. 


i^alm  73. 

A  Psalm  of  Asaph. 
TRULY  Ood  is  good  to  Israel, 
Even  to  such  as  are  of  a  clean  heart. 

2  But  as  for  me,  my  feet  loere  almost  gone; 
My  steps  had  well  nigh  slipped. 

3  For  r  was  envious  at  the  foolish, 

Wlien  I  saw  the  prosperity  of  the  wicked. 
*  For  there  are  no  bands  in  their  death: 
But  their  strength  is  firm. 

5  They  are  not  in  trouble  as  other  men; 
Neither  are  they  plagued  like  other  men. 

6  Tlteref ore  pride  compasseth  them  about  as  a  chain; 
Violence  coveretli  them  as  a  garment. 

7  Their  eyes  stand  out  luith  fatness : 
They  have  mor6  than  heart  could  wish. 

8  They  are  corrupt,  and  speak  wiclcedly  concerning  oppression , 
They  speak  loftily. 

9  They  set  their  mouth  against  the  heavens, 
And  their  tongue  walketh  through  the  earth. 

10  Therefore  his  people  return  hither: 

And  waters  of  a  full  cup  are  wrung  out  to  them. 

11  And  they  say,  Hoiv  doth  Ood  hnowf 

And  is  there  knowledge  in  the  Most  High  ? 


Ps.  LXXm.]  THE     BOOK     OF    P  S  A  L  31 S .  89 

12  Behold^  these  are  the  ungodly,  ivho prosper  in  the  world; 
They  increase  in  riches. 

13  Verily  I  have  cleansed  my  heart  in  vain. 
And  washed  mj  hands  in  innocency. 

14  For  all  the  day  long  have  I  been  plagued, 
And  chastened  every  morning. 

15  If  I  say,  I  will  speak  thus  ; 

Behold,  I  should  offend  against  the  generation  of  thy  children. 

16  When  I  thought  to  know  this, 
It  was  too  painful  for  me; 

17  Until  I  went  into  the  sanctuary  of  God; 
Then  understood  I  their  end. 

18  Surely  thou  didst  set  them  in  slippery  places : 
Thou  castedst  them  down  into  destruction. 

19  Hoiv  are  they  hrought  into  desolation,  as  in  a  moment  f 
They  are  utterly  consumed  with  terrors. 

20  ^5  a  dream  luhen  one  awaketh  ; 

So,  O  Lord,  when  thou  awakest,  thou  shalt  despise  their  image. 

21  Thus  my  heart  was  grieved, 
And  I  was  pricked  in  my  reins. 

22  So  foolish  was  I,  and  ignorant; 
I  was  as  a  beast  before  thee. 

23  Nevertheless  I  am  continually  ivith  thee: 
Thou  hast  holden  me  by  my  right  hand. 

24  Thou  shalt  guide  me  with  thy  counsel, 
And  afterward  receive  me  to  glory. 

25  Whom  have  I  in  heaven  hut  thee  ? 

And  there  is  none  upon  earth  that  I  desii'e  besides  thee. 

26  My  flesh  and  m.y  heart  faileth : 

But  God  is  the  strength  of  my  heart,  and  my  portion  for  ever. 

27  For  lo,  they  that  are  far  from  thee,  shall  perish: 

Thou  hast  destroyed  all  them  that  go  a  whoring  from  thee. 


90  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  LXXIV. 

28  Bui  it  is  good  for  me  to  draw  near  to  God: 
I  Lave  put  my  trust  in  the  Lord  God, 
That  I  may  declare  all  thy  works. 


^0»lm  74. 

Maschil  of  Asaph. 

0  GOD^  why  hast  thou  cast  us  off  for  ever? 

Why  doth  thine  anger  smoke  against  the  sheep  of  thy  pasture? 

2  Remember  thy  comjregntion, 
AVhicli  thou  hast  purchased  of  old ; 
The  rod  of  thine  inheritance^      % 
Which  thou  hast  redeemed ; 

This  mount  Ziou, 
Wherein  thou  hast  dwelt. 

3  Lift  np  thy  feet  unto  the  perpetual  desolations ; 

Even  all  that  the  enemy  hath  done  wickedly  in  the  sanctuary. 
*  Thine  enemies  roar  in  the  midst  of  thy  conyregaiions  ; 
They  set  up  their  ensigns  for  signs. 

5  A  man  xoas  famous  according  as  he  had  lifted  up  axes  upon  the  thick 

trees. 

6  But  now  they  break  down  the  carved  work*  thereof  at  once  with 

axes  and  hammers. 

7  They  have  cast  fire  into  thy  sanctuary^ 

Tliey  have  defiled  by  casting  down  the  dwelling-place  of  thy  name 
to  the  ground. 

8  They  said  in  tlieir  hearts,  Let  us  destroy  them,  together : 

They  have  burned  up  all  the  synagogues  of  God  in  the  land. 

9  We  see  not  our  signs :  There  is  no  more  any  2>^'ophei: 
Neither  is  there  among  us  any  that  knoweth  how  long. 

10  0  God,  how  long  shall  the  adversary  reproach? 
Shall  the  enemy  blaspheme  thy  name  for  ever  ? 

11  Why  ivithdrawest  thou  thy  hand,  even  thy  right  hand? 
Pluck  it  out  of  thy  bosom. 


PS.  LXXV.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  91 

12  For  Qod  is  ray  King  of  old, 

Working  salvation  in  the  midst  of  the  earth. 

13  Thou  didst  divide  the  sea  hy  thy  strengtli : 

Thou  brakest  the  heads  of  the  dragons  in  the  waters. 
14:  Thou  brakest  the  heads  of  leviathan  in  pieces, 

And  gavest  him  to  be  meat  to  the  people  inhabiting  the.  wilderness. 

15  Thou  didst  cleave  the  fountain  and  the  food: 
Thou  driedst  up  mighty  rivers. 

16  The  day  is  thine,  the  night  also  is  thine: 
Thou  hast  prepared  the  light  and  the  sun. 

17  Thou  hast  set  cdl  the  horders  oftlie  earth: 
Thou  hast  made  summer  and  winter. 

18  Rememher  this,  that  the  enemy  hath  reproached,  0  Lord, 
And  that  the  foolish  people  have  blasphemed  thy  name. 

19  0  deliver  not  the  soul  of  thy  turtle-dove  unto  the  midtitude  of  the  wicked: 
Forget  not  the  congregation  of  thy  poor  for  ever. 

20  Have  respect  unto  the  covenant : 

For  the  dark  places  of  the  earth  are  full  of  the  habitations  of  craelty. 

21  0  let  not  the  oppressed  return  ashamed: 
Let  the  poor  and  needy  praise  thy  name. 

22  Arise,  0  God,  plead  thine  own  cause : 

Remember  how  the  foolish  man  reproacheth  thee  daily. 

23  Forget  not  the  voice  of  thine  enemies: 

The  tumult  of  those  that  rise  up  against  thee  increaseth  continually. 

^g^mx  75. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  Al-taschith,  A  Psalm  or  Song  of  Asaph, 

UNTO  thee,  0  God,  do  loe  give  thanks, 
Unto  thee  do  we  give  thanks : 
For  that  thy  name  is  near. 
Thy  wondrous  works  declare. 
2  When  I  shcdl  receive  the  congregation 
I  will  judge  uprightly. 


93  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS,  [Ps.  LXXVI. 

3  The  earth  and  all  the  inhabitants  thereof  are  dissolved: 
I  bear  up  the  pillars  of  it.     iseiah.] 

*  I  said  unto  the  fools,  Deal  not  foolishly : 
And  to  the  wicked,  Lift  not  up  the  horn : 

5  Lift  not  up  your  horn  on  high : 
Sj)eak  no*t  with  a  stiff  neck. 

6  For  promotion  cometh  neither  from  the  east, 
Nor  from  the  west,  nor  from  the  south. 

7  But  Ood  is  the  judge: 

He  putteth  down  one,  and  setteth  up  another. 

8  For  in  the  hand  of  the  Lord  there  is  a  cup, 
And  the  wine  is  red  ; 

It  is  full  of  mixture  ;  and  he  poureth  out  of  the  same: 

But  the  dregs  thereof, 

All  the  wicked  of  the  earth  shall  wring  them  out,  and  drink  them. 

9  But  I  will  declare  for  ever  ; 

I  will  sing  praises  to  the  God  of  Jacob. 
10  All  the  horns  of  the  wicked  also  luill  I  cut  off; 
But  the  horns  of  the  righteous  shall  be  exalted. 

g^alm  70. 

To  the  chief  Musician  on  Neginoth,  A  Psalm  or  Song  of  Asaph. 

IN  Judah  is  God  known : 
His  name  is  great  in  Israel. 

2  In  Salem  also  is  his  tabernacle, 
And  his  dwelling-place  in  Zion. 

3  There  brake  he  the  arroius  of  the  bow, 

The  shield,  and  the  sword,  and  the  battle.     [Seiah.] 

4  Thou  art  more  glorious  and  excellent  than  the  mountains  of  prey. 

5  The  stout-hearted  are  spoiled, 
They  have  slejjt  their  sleep: 

And  none  of  the  men  of  might  have  found  their  hands. 


Ps.  LXXVIL]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  93 

6  At  thy  rebuke^  0  God  of  Jacob ^ 

Both  the  chariot  and  horse  are  cast  into  a  dead  sleep. 

7  Thou,  even  thou,  art  to  he  feared: 

And  who  may  stand  in  thy  sight  when  once  thou  art  angry  ? 

8  Thou  didst  cause  judgment  to  he  heard  from  heaven  ; 
The  earth  feared,  and  was  still, 

9  When  Ood  arose  to  judgment, 

To  save  all  the  meek  of  the  earth.     [Seiah.] 

10  Surely  the  wrath  of  man  shall  praise  thee: 
The  remainder  of  wrath  shalt  thou  restrain. 

11  Vow,  and  pay  unto  the  Lord  your  Ood: 

Let  all  that  he  round  about  him  bring  presents  unto  him  that  ought 
to  be  feared. 

12  He  shall  cut  off  the  spirit  of  princes : 

He  is  terrible  to  the  kings  of  the  earth. 


i^»Im  77. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  to  Jeduthnn,  A  Psalm  of  Aeapli. 

/  CRIED  unto  God  with  my  voice, 

Even  unto  God  with  my  voice ;  and  he  gave  ear  unto  me. 

2  In  the  day  of  m,y  trouble  I  sought  the  Lobd: 
My  sore  ra7i  in  the  night,  and  ceased  not: 
My  soul  refused  to  be  comforted. 

3  I rememhered  God,  and  was  troubled: 

I  complained,  and  my  spirit  was  overwhelmed.     [Seiah.] 
^  Thou  holdest  mine  eyes  waking : 
I  am  so  troubled  that  I  cannot  speak. 

5  /  have  considered  the  days  of  old. 
The  years  of  ancient  times. 

6  /  call  to  remembrance  my  song  in  the  night: 
I  commune  with  m,ine  own  heart : 

And  my  spirit  made  diligent  search. 


94  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  LXXVII. 

7  Will  the  Lord  cast  off  for  ever  ? 

And  will  he  be  favourable  no  more?* 

8  /s-  Ill's  mercy  elean  gone  for  ever? 
Doth  his  promise  fail  for  evermore? 

9  Hath  God  forgotten  to  he  gracious  ? 

Ilath  he  in  anger  shut  up  his  tender  mercies  ?     [Seiah.] 
10  And  I  said,  This  is  my  infirmity : 

But  I  will  remember  the  years  of  the  right  hand  of  the  Most  High. 
11 1 IV  ill  remember  the  loorlcs  of  the  Lord: 

Surely  I  will  remember  thy  wonders  of  old. 

12  L IV ill  meditate  also  of  all  thy  ivorh^ 
And  talk  of  thy  doings. 

13  Thy  way,  0  God,  is  in  the  sanctuary : 
Who  is  so  great  a  God  as  our  God  ! 

1*  Tliou  art  the  God  that  doest  ivonders : 

Thou  hast  declared  thy  strength  among  the  people. 
15  Thou  hast  zvith  tJiine  arm  redeemed  thy  people, 

The  sons  of  Jacob  and  Joseph.     [Sciah.] 
19  The  lualers  saw  thee,  0  God, 

The  ivaters  saw  thee;  they  were  afraid: 

The  depths  also  were  tronbled. 

17  The  clouds  poured  out  ivater : 
Hie  skies  sent  out  a  sound : 
Thine  arrows  also  went  abroad. 

18  The  voice  of  thy  thunder  was  in  the  heaven: 
The  lightnings  lightened  the  ivorld: 

The  earth  trembled  and  shook. 

19  Thy  ivay  is  in  the  sea, 

And  thy  path  in  the  great  waters. 
And  thy  footsteps  are  not  known. 

20  Thou  leddest  thy  people  like  a  flock. 
By  the  hand  of  Moses  and  Aaron. 


Ps.  LXXVm.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSAL3IS.  96 


78. 

Maschil  of  Asaph. 
GIVE  ear,  0  my  ■peo'ple^  to  "my  laic: 
Incline  your  ears  to  the  words  of  my  mouth. 

2  I  will  open  my  mouth  in  a  parable: 
I  will  utter  dark  sayings  of  old : 

3  Which  we  have  heard  and  known, 
And  our  fathers  have  told  us. 

*  We  will  not  hide  them  from  their  children, 
Shewing  to  the  generation  to  come  the  jDraises  of  the  LoRB, 
And  his  strength,  and  his  wonderful  works  that  he  hath  done. 

5  For  he  established  a  testimony  in  Jacob, 
And  appointed  a  law  in  Israel. 
Which  he  commanded  our  fathers, 

That  they  should  make  them  known  to  their  children : 

6  That  the  generation  to  come  might  know  them, 
Even  the  children  which  should  be  born : 

Who  should  arise  and  declare  them  to  their  children : 

7  That  they  might  set  their  hope  in  God, 
And  not  forget  the  works  of  God, 
But  keep  his  commandments : 

8  And  might  not  be  as  their  fathers,  a  stubborn  and  rebellious  generation 
A  generation  that  set  not  their  heart  aright, 

And  whose  spirit  was  not  steadfast  with  God. 

9  The  children  of  Ephraim,  being  armed,  and  carrying  bows, 
Turned  back  in  the  day  of  battle. 

10  They  kept  not  the  covenant  of  God, 
And  refused  to  walk  in  his  law ; 

11  And  for  gat  his  tuorks. 

And  his  wonders  that  he  had  shewed  them. 

12  Marvellous  things  did  he  in  the  sight  of  their  fathers. 
In  the  land  of  Egypt,  in  the  field  of  Zoan. 


96  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  LXXVIII. 

13  He  divided  the  sea,  and  caused  them  to  pass  through  / 

And  he  made  the  waters  to  stand  as  an  heap. 
1*  In  the  day-time  also  he  led  them  iviih  a  cloud, 

And  all  the  niglit  with  a  light  of  fire. 
16  He  clave  the  rocks  in  the  ivilderness, 

And  gave  them  drink  as  out  of  the  great  depths. 

16  He  brought  streams  also  out  of  the  rock, 

And  caused  waters  to  run  down  like  rivers. 

17  And  they  sinned  yet  more  against  him 

By  provoking  the  Most  High  in  the  wilderness. 

18  And  they  tempted  God  in  their  heart 
By  asking  meat  for  their  lust. 

19  Yea,  they  spake  against  God ; 

They  said,  Can  God  furnish  a  table  in  the  wildern'^ss  ? 

20  Behold,  he  smote  the  rock,  that  the  waters  gushed  out, 
And  the  streams  overflowed ; 

Can  he  give  bread  also  ? 

Can  he  provide  flesh  for  his  people  ? 

21  Therefore  the  Lord  heard  this,  and  was  wroth:   so  a  fire  was  kindled 

against  Jacob, 
And  anger  also  came  up  against  Israel ; 

22  Because  they  believed  not  in  God, 
And  tnisted  not  in  his  salvation : 

23  Though  he  had  commanded  the  clouds  from  above, 
And  opened  the  doors  of  heaven, 

24  And  had  rained  doiun  manna  upon  them  to  eat, 
And  had  given  them  of  the  corn  of  heaven. 

25  Man  did  eat  angeW  food  : 

He  sent  them  meat  to  the  full. 

26  He  caused  an  east  luind  to  bloio  in  the  heaven : 
And  by  his  power  he  brought  in  the  south  wind. 

27  He  rained  flesh  also  upon  them  as  dust. 

And  feathered  fowls  like  as  the  sand  of  the  sea : 


Ps.  LXXVIIL]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  97 

28  And  he  let  it  fall  in  the  midst  of  their  camp^ 
Round  about  their  habitations. 

29  So  they  did  eat,  and  were  well  filled: 
For  he  gave  them  their  own  desire ; 

30  They  ivere  not  estranged  from  their  lust: 

But  while  their  meat  was  yet  in  their  mouths, 

31  The  wrath  of  God  came  upon  them, 
And  sleiv  the  fattest  of  ihem. 

And  smote  down  the  chosen  men  of  Israel. 

32  J^or  all  this  they  sinned  still, 

And  believed  not  for  his  wondrous  works. 

33  Therefore  their  days  did  he  consume  in  vanity ^ 
And  their  years  in  trouble. 

3*  When  he  slew  them,  then  they  sought  him : 

And  they  returned  and  inquired  early  after  God. 

35  And  they  remembered  that  God  was  their  Hock, 
And  the  high  God  their  Redeemer, 

36  Nevertheless  they  did  fatter  him  with  their  mouth, 
And  they  lied  unto  him  with  their  tongues. 

37  For  their  heart  was  not  right  with  him, 
Neither  were  they  steadfast  in  his  covenant. 

38  Bat  he,  being  full  of  compassion. 

Forgave  their  iniquity,  and  destroyed  them  not : 
Yea,  many  a  time  turned  he  his  anger  away, 
And  did  not  stir  up  all  his  wrath. 

39  For  he  remembered  that  they  loere  but  flesh  ; 

A  wind  that  passeth  away,  and  cometh  not  again. 

40  How  oft  did  they  provohe  him  in  the  tuilderriess, 
And  grieve  him  in  the  desert ! 

*!■  Yea,  they  turned  back  and  tempted  God, 

And  limited  the  Holy  One  of  Israel. 
*2  They  remembered  not  his  hand, 

Nor  the  day  when  he  delivered  them  from  the  enemy : 


98  TnE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  LXXVIII. 

*3  How  he  had  wrought  his  signs  in  Egypt, 

And  his  wonders  in  tlie  field  of  Zoan : 
**  And  had  turned  their  rivers  into  blood ; 

And  their  floods,  that  they  could  not  drink. 
*5  He  sent  divers  sorts  of  Jiies- among  them,  tuhich  devoured  them; 

And  frogs  which  destroyed  them, 
*6  He  gave  also  their  increase  unto  the  caterpillar, 

And  their  labour  unto  the  locust. 
*7  He  destroyed  their  vines  ivith  hail, 

And  their  sycamore-trees  with  frost. 
*8  He  gave  up  their  cattle  also  to  the  hail. 

And  their  flocks  to  hot  thunder-bolts. 
*9  He  cast  upon  them  the  fierceness  of  his  anger,  wrath,  indignation,  and 
trouble,  ^ 

By  sending  evil  angels  among  them. 

60  He  made  a  icay  to  his  anger ;  he  spared  not  their  soul  from  death, 
But  gave  their  life  over  to  the  pestilence ; 

61  And  smote  all  the  first-born  in  Egypt ; 

The  chief  of  their  strength  in  the  tabernacles  of  Ham : 

62  But  made  his  own  people  to  go  forth  like  sheep. 
And  guided  them  in  the  wilderness  like  a  flock. 

63  And  he  led  them  on  safely,  so  that  they  feared  not: 
But  the  sea  overwhelmed  their  enemies. 

6*  And  he  brought  them  to  the  border  of  his  sanctuary, 

Even  to  this  mountain,  which  his  right  hand  had  purchased. 

65  He  cast  out  the  heailien  also  before  them, 
And  divided  them  an  inheritance  by  line. 

And  made  the  tribes  of  Israel  to  dwell  in  their  tents. 

66  Yet  they  tempted  and  provoked  the  most  high  God, 
And  kept  not  his  testimonies : 

67  But  turned  hack,  and  dealt  unfaithfully  like  their  fathers : 
They  were  turned  aside  like  a  deceitful  bow. 

68  For  they  provoked  him  to  anger  with  their  high  places, 
And  moved  him  to  jealousy  with  their  graven  images. 


Ps.  LXXVIII.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS. 

69  When  God  heard  this,  he  was  wroth, 
And  greatly  abhorred  Israel: 

60  So  that  he  forsook  the  tabernacle  of  Shiloh, 
The  tent  which  he  placed  among  men ; 

61  And  delivered  his  strength  into  captivity, 
And  his  glory  into  the  enemy's  hand. 

62  He  gave  his  -people  over  also  unto  the  sword ; 
And  was  wroth  with  his  inheritance. 

63  The  fire  consumed  their  young  men; 

And  their  maidens  were  not  given  to  marriage. 
64:  Their  priests  fell  hy  the  sword  ; 

And  their  widows  made  no  lamentation. 

65  Theyi  the  Lord  awaked  as  one  out  of  sleep, 

And  like  a  mighty  man  that  shouteth  by  reason  of  wine. 

66  And  he  smote  his  enemies  in  the  hinder  parts: 
He  put  them  to  a  perpetusd  reproach. 

67  Moreover  he  refused  the  tabernacle  of  Joseph, 
And  chose  not  the  tribe  of  Ephraim, 

68  But  chose  the  tribe  of  Judah, 

The  mount  Zion  which  he  loved. 

69  And  he  built  his  sanctuary  like  high  palaces, 

Like  the  earth  which  he  hath  established  forever. 

70  He  chose  David  cdso  his  servant,  and  took  him  from  the  sheepfolds. 

71  From  following  the  ewes  great  with  young 
He  brought  him  to  feed  Jacob  his  people. 
And  Israel  his  inheritance. 

72  So  he  fed  them  according  to  the  integrity  of  his  heart  ; 
And  guided  them  by  the  skilfulness  of  his  hands. 


100^   y  sj  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.   LXXIX. 

-  *  A  Psalm  of  Asaph. 

0  GOD,  the  heathen  are  come  into  thine  inheritance; 
Thy  holy  temple  have  they  defiled ; 
They  have  laid  Jerusalem  on  heaps. 

2  The  dead  bodies  of  thy  servants  have  they  given  to  be  meat  unto  the  fowls 

of  the  heaven, 
The  flesh  of  thy  saints  unto  the  beasts  of  the  earth. 

3  Their  blood  have  ihey  shed  like  water  round  about  Jerusalem  ; 
And  there  was  none  to  bury  them. 

^  We  a7'e  become  a  reproach  to  our  neighbours, 
A  scorn  and  derision  to  them  that  are  round  about  us. 

5  Uoiv  long,  Loan?  wilt  thou  be  angry  for  ever? 
Shall  thy  jealousy  burn  like  fire  ? 

6  Pour  out  thy  lurath  upon  the  heathen  that  have  not  known  thee, 
And  upon  the  kingdoms  that  have  not* called  upon  thy  name. 

■^  For  they  have  devoured  Jacob^ 
And  laid  waste  his  dwelling-place. 

8  0  remember  not  against  us  former  iniquities: 
Let  thy  tender  mercies  speedily  prevent  us: 
For  we  are  brought  very  low. 

9  Help  us,  0  God  of  our  salvation,  for  the  glory  of  thy  name: 
And  deliver  us,  and  purge  away  our  sins,  for  thy  name's  sake. 

10  Wherefore  should  the  heathen  say.  Where  is  their  God? 
Let  him  be  known  among  the  heathen  in  our  sight 

By  the  revenging  of  the  blood  of  thy  servants  which  is  shed. 

11  Let  the  sighing  of  the  prisoner  come  before  thee  ; 

According  to  the  greatness  of  thy  power  preserve  thou  those  that  are 
appointed  to  die ; 

12  And  render  unto  our  neighbours  sevenfold  into  their  bosom 
Their  reproach,  wherewith  they  have  reproached  thee,  O  Lord. 

13  So  we  thy  j^eople  and  sheep  of  thy  pasture 
Will  give  thee  thanks  for  ever : 

"We  wiU  shew  forth  thy  praise  to  all  generations. 


Ps.  LXXX.]  TSE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  101 

l^ttlm  80. 

To  the  chief  Musician  upon  Shoshannim-Eduth,  A  Psalm  of  Asaph. 

GIVE  ear,  0  Sheplierd  of  Israel^ 

Thou  that  leadest  Joseph  like  a  flock  / 

Thou  that  dwellest  between  the  cherubim,  shine  forth. 

2  Before  Ephraim  and  Benjamin  and  Manasseh 
Stir  up  thy  strength^ 

And  come  and  save  us. 

3  Turn  us  again,  0  God,  and  cause  thy  face  to  shine ; 
And  we  shall  be  saved. 

*  0  Lord  God  of  hosts, 
How  long  wilt  thou  be  angry  against  the  prayer  of  thy  people  ? 

5  Thoufeedest  them  with  the  bread  of  tears  ; 

And  givest  them  tears  to  drink  in  great  measure. 

6  TIlou  makest  us  a  strife  unto  our  neighbours  : 
And  our  enemies  laugh  amongst  themselves. 

7  Turn  us  again,  0  God  of  hosts,  and  cause  thy  face  to  shine  ; 
And  we  shall  be  saved. 

8  Thou  hast  brought  a  vine  out  of  Egypt: 

Thou  hast  cast  out  the  heathen  and  planted  it. 

9  Thou  preparedst  room  before  it, 

And  didst  cause  it  to  take  deep  root,  and  it  filled  the  land. 

10  The  hills  were  covered  ivith  the  shadow  of  it, 

And  the  boughs  thereof  were  like  the  goodly  cedars. 

11  She  sent  out  her  boughs  unto  the  sea, 
And  her  branches  unto  the  river. 

12  Why  hast  thou  then  broken  doion  her  hedges. 

So  that  all  they  which  pass  by  the  way  do  pluck  her  ? 

13  The  boar  out  of  the  luood  doth  ivaste  it, 

And  the  wild  beast  of  the  field  doth  devour  it. 

1*  Return,  we  beseech  thee,  0  God  of  hosts : 

Look  down  from  heaven,  and  behold,  and  visit  this  vine ; 


102  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  LXXXI. 

15  And  the  vineyard  ivhich  tliy  riyht  hand  hath  planted, 
And  the  branch  that  thou  madest  strong  for  thyself. 

16  It  is  hwnt  luithjire,  it  is  cut  down: 

They  perish  at  tlic  rebuke  of  thy  countenance. 
^'^  Let  tJnj  hand  he  upon  ilie  man  of  thy  rigid  hand, 

Upon  the  son  of  man  whom  thou  madest  strong  for  tlijself. 

18  /So  loill  not  toe  go  hack  from  tliee: 

Quicken  us,  and  we  will  call  upon  thy  name. 

19  Turn  lis  again,  0  Lord  God  of  hosts,  cause  thy  face  to  shine ; 
And  we  shall  be  saved. 

i^ito  81. 

To  the  chief  Musician  upon  Gittith,  A  Psalm  of  Asaph. 

SINO  aloud  unto  God  our  strength: 

Make  a  joyful  noise  unto  the  God  of  Jacob. 

2  Take  a  psalm,  and  bring  hither  the  timbrel, 
The  pleasant  harp  with  the  psaltery. 

3  Blow  up  the  trumpet  in  the  neio  moon. 

In  the  time  aj^pointed,  on  our  solemn  feast  day. 
*  For  this  ivas  a  statute  for  Israel, 
And  a  law  of  the  God  of  Jacob. 

5  This  he  ordained  in  Joseph  for  a  testimony. 
When  he  luent  out  through  the  land  of  Egypt : 
Where  I  heard  a  lano;uao;e  that  I  understood  not, 

6  I  removed  his  shoulder  from  the  burden: 
His  hands  were  delivered  from  the  pots. 

7  T'lwu  calledst  in  trouble,  and  I  delivered  thee  ; 
I  answered  thee  in  the  secret  j^lcice  of  thunder: 

I  proved  thee  at  the  waters  of  Meribah.     [Seiah.] 

8  Hear,  0  my  people,  and  I  will  testify  unto  thee: 
O  Israel,  if  thou  wilt  hearken  unto  me ; 

9  There  shall  no  stirmge  god  be  in  thee: 
Neither  shalt  thou  worship  any  strange  god. 


Ps.  LXXXIL]  THE    BOOK    OF    PSALMS.  103 

10  I  am  the  Lord  thy  God 

Which  brought  thee  out  of  the  laud  of  Egypt : 
Open  thy  mouth  ivide, 
Aud  I  will  fill  it. 

11  But  my  people  would  not  hearken  to  my  voice  ; 
And  Israel  would  none  of  me. 

12  So  I  gave  them  up  unto  their  own  hearts'  lust: 
And  they  walked  in  their  own  counsels. 

13  Oh  that  my  people  had  hearkened  unto  7ne, 
And  Israel  had  walked  in  my  ways  ! 

14  I  should  soon  have  subdued  their  enemies, 

And  turned  ray  hand  against  their  adversaries. 

15  The  haters  of  the  Loud  should  have  submitted  themselves  unto  him: 
But  their  time  should  have  endured  for  ever. 

16  He  shoidd  have  fed  them  also  with  the  finest  of  the  wheat: 

And  with  honey  out  of  the  rock  should  I  have  satisfied  thee. 


g^alw  82. 

A  Psalm  of  Asaph. 

GOD  standeth  in  the  congregation  of  the  mighty; 
He  judgeth  among  the  gods. 

2  How  long  will  ye  judge  unjustly, 

And  accept  the  persons  of  the  wicked  ?     [Seiah.] 

3  Defend  the  poor  and  fatherless : 

Do  justice  to  the  afilicted  and  needy. 

4  Deliver  the  poor  and  needy : 

Rid  them  out  of  the  hand  of  the  wicked. 

5  Tliey  know  not,  neither  will  they  understand  ; 
They  ivcdk  on  in  darkness : 

All  the  foundations  of  the  earth  are  out  of  course. 

6  I  have  said,  Ye  are  gods  ; 

And  all  of  you  are  children  of  the  Most  High. 


104  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  LXXXIII. 

7  But  ye  shall  die  like  men, 

And  fall  like  one  of  the  princes. 

8  Arise,  0  God,  judge  the  earth : 
For  thou  shalt  inherit  all  nations. 


i^alm  83. 

A  Song  or  Psalm  of  Asaph. 

KEEP  not  thou  silence,  0  God  : 

Hold  not  thy  peace,  and  be  not  still,  O  God. 

2  For  lo,  thine  enemies  make  a  tumult ; 

And  they  that  hate  thee  have  lifted  up  the  head. 

3  They  have  taken  crafty  counsel  against  thy  people, 
And  consulted  against  thy  hidden  ones. 

4  They  have  said,  Come,  and  let  us  cut  them  off  from  being  a  nation  ; 
That  the  name  of  Israel  may  be  no  more  in  remembrance. 

5  For  they  have  consulted  together  with  one  consent : 
The}''  are  confederate  against  thee : 

^  The  tabernacles  of  Edom,  and  the  Ishmaelites  ; 
Of  Moab,  and  the  Hagarenes ; 

7  Gebal,  and  Ammon,  aiid  Amalek  ; 

The  Philistines  with  the  inhabitants  of  Tyre ; 

8  Assur  also  is  joined  vnth  them  : 

They  have  holpen  the  children  of  Lot.     [Seiah.] 

9  Do  unto  them  as  unto  the  Midianites  ; 

As  to  Sisera,  as  to  Jabin,  at  the  brook  of  Ivison  : 

10  Which  perished  at  En-dor : 

They  became  as  dung  for  the  earth. 

11  Make  their  nobles  like  Oreb,  and  like  Zeeb : 

Yea,  all  their  princes  as  Zebah,  cmd  as  Zalmunna: 

12  Who  said,  let  us  take  to  ourselves  the  houses  of  God  in  possession. 

13  0  my  God,  make  them  like  a  wheel ; 
As  the  stubble  before  the  wind. 


Ps.  LXXXIV.]  TEE    BOOK     OF    PSAL3TS.  105 

14:  As  the  fire  hurneth  a  loood, 

And  as  the  flame  setteth  the  mountains  on  fire ; 

15  So  persecute  them  with  thy  tempest^ 
And  make  them  afraid  with  thy  storm. 

16  Fill  their  faces  with  shame  ; 

That  they  may  seek  thy  name,  O  Lord. 

17  Let  them  he  confounded  and  irouhled for  ever; 
Yea,  let  them  be  put  to  shame,  and  perish  : 

18  That  men  may  know  that  thou.,  whose  name  alone  is  J  E  HOY  A  R, 
Art  the  Most  High  over  all  the  earth. 

i^alm  84. 

To  the  chief  Musician  upon  Gittith,  A  Psalm  for  the  sons  of  Eorah. 

HOW  amiable  are  thy  tabernacles, 

O  LoED  of  hosts ! 
2  My  said  longeth,  yea,  even  fainteth 

For  the  courts  of  the  Lord: 

My  heart  and  my  flesh  crieth  out  for  the  living  God. 
8  Yea,  the  sparrow  hath  found  a  house. 

And  the  swallow  a  nest  for  herself,  where  she  may  lay  her  young, 

Fven  thine  altars,  0  Lord  of  hosts, 

My  King,  and  my  God. 
*  Blessed  are  they  that  divell  in  thy  house : 

They  will  be  still  praising  thee,     [seiah.] 
B  Blessed  is  the  man  lohose  strength  is  in  thee  ; 

In  whose  heart  are  the  ways  of  them. 

6  Who  passing  through  the  valley  of  Baca 
Make  it  a  well ; 

The  rain  also  filleth  the  pools. 

7  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 

Every  one  of  them  in  Zion  appeareth  before  God. 

8  0  Lord  God  of  hosts, 
Hear  my  prayer  : 

Give  ear,  0  God  of  Jacob.     [Seiah.] 


106  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  LXXXV. 

9  Behold^  0  God  our  shield^ 
And  look  upon  the  face  of  thine  anointed. 

10  For  a  day  in  ihy  courts  is  better  than  a  thousand. 

I  had  rather  be  a  door-keeper  in  the  house  of  my  God, 
Tlian  to  dwell  in  the  tents  of  wickedness. 

11  For  the  Lord  God  is  a  sun  and  slneld: 
The  Lord  will  give  grace  and  glory  ; 

No  good  tiling  loill  lie  withhold  from  them  that  ivalh  uprightly. 
1^'  O  Lord  of  hosts, 

Blessed  is  the  man  that  trusteth  in  thee. 


85. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  A  Psalm  lor  the  sons  of  Korah. 

LORD,  thou  hast  been  favourable  unto  thy  land: 
Thou  hast  brought  back  the  captivity  of  Jacob. 

2  Thou  hast  forgiven  the  iniquity  of  thy  people ; 
Thou  hast  covered  all  their  sin.     [Sciah.] 

3  Thou  hast  taken  atoay  all  thy  zurath: 

Thou  hast  turned  thyself  from  the  fierceness  of  thine  anger. 

4  Turn  us,  0  God  of  our  salvation, 

And  cause  thine  anger  toward  us  to  cease. 

5  Wilt  thou  be  angry  with  us  for  ever? 

"Wilt  thou  draw  out  thine  anger  to  all  generations  ? 

6  Wilt  thou  not  revive  us  again : 

That  thy  people  may  rejoice  in  thee? 
"^  Shew  us  thy  m,ercy,  0  Lord, 
And  grant  us  thy  salvation. 

8  I  will  hear  what  God  the  Lord  will  speak: 

For  he  will  speak  peace  unto  his  peojile.,  and  to  his  saints  : 
But  let  them  not  turn  again  to  folly. 

9  Surely  his  salvation  is  nigh  them  that  fear  him  ; 
That  glory  may  dwell  in  our  land. 


Ps.  JiXXXVI.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  107 

10  Mercy  and  truth  are  met  together  ; 
Kighteoiisness  and  peace  have  kissed  each  other. 

11  Truth  shall  s])ring  out  of  the  earth; 

And  righteousness  shall  look  down  from  heaven. 

12  Yea,  the  Lord  shall  give  that  luhich  is  good ; 
And  our  land  shall  yield  her  increase. 

13  Righteousness  shall  go  before  him  ; 

And  shall  set  us  in  the  way  of  his  steps. 

i^alm  86. 

A  Prayer  of  David. 

BOW  doion  thine  ear,  0  Lord, 
Hear  me :  for  I  am  poor  and  needy. 

2  Preserve  my  soul ;  for  I  am  Jioly : 
O  thou  my  God,  save  thy  servant 
That  trusteth  in  thee. 

3  Be  merciful  unto  me,  0  Lord: 
For  I  cry  unto  thee  daily. 

*  Rejoice  the  soul  of  thy  servant: 

For  unto  thee,  O  Lord,  do  I  lift  up  my  soul. 

6  J^or  thou,  Lord,  art  good,  and  ready  to  forgive ; 

And  plenteous  in  mercy  unto  all  them  that  call  upon  thee. 

*  Give  ear,  0  Lord,  unto  my  prayer  ; 

And  attend  to  the  voice  of  my  supplications. 

7  In  the  day  of  my  trouble  I  vjill  call  upon  thee: 
For  thou  wilt  answer  me. 

8  Among  the  gods  there  is  none  like  imto  thee,  0  Lord  ; 
Neither  are  there  any  works  like  unto  thy  works. 

9  All  nations  ivhom  thou  hast  made  shall  come  and  worship  before  thee, 

0  Lord ; 
And  shall  glorify  thy  name. 
10  For  thou  art  great,  and  doest  wondrous  things: 
Thou  art  God  alone. 


108  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  LXXXVIl. 

^1  Teach  me  tliy  ivay^  0  Lord ; 
I  will  walk  in  thy  truth: 
Unite  my  heart  to  fear  thy  name. 

12  I zvill praise  thee,  0  Lord  my  God,  with  all  my  heart: 
And  I  will  glorify  thy  name  for  evermore. 

13  For  great  is  thy  mercy  tovjard  me : 

And  thou  hast  delivered  my  soul  from  the  lowest  hell. 

I'l  0  God,  the  proud  are  risen  against  me, 

And  the  assemblies  of  violent  men  have  sought  after  my  soul ; 
And  have  not  set  thee  before  them. 

15  But  thou,  0  Lord,  art  a  God  fall  of  compassion,  and  gracious, 
Long-suffering,  and- plenteous  in  mercy  and  truth. 

16  0  turn  unto  me,  and  have  mercy  upon  me ; 
Give  thy  strength  unto  thy  servant, 
And  save  the  son  of  thine  handmaid. 
Sheio  me  a  token  for  good; 

That  they  luhich  hate  me  may  see  it,  and  be  ashamed: 
Because  thou,  Lord,  hast  holpen  me,  and  comforted  me. 


l^Hlm  87. 

A  Psalm  or  Song  for  the  sons  of  Korab. 

HIS  foundation  is  in  the  holy  mountains. 

2  The  Lord  loveth  the  gates  of  Zion  ' 
More  than  all  the  dwellings  of  Jacob. 

3  Glorious  things  are  spoken  of  thee, 

O  city  of  God.       [Selah.] 

*  Twill  make  mention  of  Rahab  and  Babylon  to  them,  thai  know  me. 

Behold  Philistia,  and  Tyre,  with  Ethiopia ; 

This  man  was  born  there. 
5  And  of  Zion  it  shall  be  said, 

This  and  that  man  was  born  in  her : 


17 


And  the  Highest  himself  shall  establish  her. 


Ps,  LXXXVm.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  109 

6  The  Lord  shall  count,  when  he  writeih  up  the  people, 
That  this  man  was  born  there.     [Seiah.] 

7  As  well  the  singers  as  the  players  on  instruments  shall  be  there: 
All  my  springs  are  in  thee. 

i^ulm  88. 

A  Song  or  Psalm  for  the  sons  of  Korah,  to  the  chief  Musician  apon  Mahalath  Leannoth,  Maschil  of 

Heman  the  Ezrahitc. 

0  LORD  God  of  my  salvation, 

1  have  cried  day  and  night  before  thee : 

2  Let  my  p)rayer  come  before  thee: 
Incline  thine  ear  unto  my  cry ; 

3  For  my  soul  is  full  of  troubles : 

And  my  life  draweth  nigh  unto  the  grave. 

4  I  am  counted  loith  them  that  go  down  into  the  pit: 
I  am  as  a  man  that  hath  no  strength  : 

5  Free  among  the  dead, 

Like  the  slain  that  lie  in  the  grave, 

Whom  thou  rememberest  no  more: 

And  they  are  cut  off  from  thy  hand.  * 

6  Thou  hast  laid  me  in  the  lowest  pit, 
In  darkness,  in  the  deeps. 

7  Thy  lurath  lieth  hard  upon  me, 

And  thou  hast  afflicted  me  with  all  thy  waves.     [Seiah.] 

8  Thou  hast  put  away  mine  acquaintance  far  from  me  ; 
Thou  hast  made  me  an  abomination  unto  them : 

I  am  shut  up,  and  I  cannot  come  forth. 

9  Mine  eye  mourneth  by  reason  of  affliction : 
Lord,  L  have  called  daily  upon  thee, 

I  have  stretched  out  my  hands  unto  thee. 

10  Wilt  thou  shew  loonders  to  the  dead? 

Shall  the  dead  arise  and  praise  thee  ?     [Seiah.i 

11  Shall  thy  loving -kindness  be  declared  in  the  grave? 
Or  thy  faithfulness  in  destruction  2 


no  THE     BOOK     OF    PSAL3IS.  [Ps.  LXXXIX. 

12  Shall  thy  wonders  he  hnoiun  in  the  dark  ? 

And  tliy  righteousness  in  the  land  of  forgetful ness  ? 

13  But  unto  thee  have  I  cried,  0  Lord  ; 

And  in  the  morning  shall  my  prayer  prevent  thee. 

1*  Lord,  v)hy  easiest  thou  off  my  soul? 

Why  hidest  thou  thy  face  from  me  ? 
15  I  am  ajjlicted  and  ready  to  die  from  my  youth  up: 

WJiile  I  suffer  thy  terrors  I  am  distracted. 
18  Thy  fierce  ivrath  goeth  over  me; 

Thy  teiTors  have  cut  me  off. 

17  They  came  round  about  me  daily  like  water  ; 
They  compassed  me  about  together. 

18  Ijover  and  friend  hast  thou  put  far  from  me, 
And  mine  acquaintance  into  darkness. 


i^Jilm  89. 

Maschil  of  Ethan  £he  Ezrahite. 

/  WILL  sing  of  the  mercies  of  the  Lord  for  ever: 
With  my  mouth  will  I  make  known  thy  faithfulness  to  all  genera- 
tions. 

2  For  I  have  said,  Mercy  shall  be  built  up  for  ever: 

Thy  faithfulness  shalt  thou  establish  in  the  very  heavens. 

3  I  have  made  a  covenant  with  iny  chosen, 
I  have  sworn  unto  David  my  servant, 

4  Thy  seed  will  I  establish  for  ever, 

And  build  up  thy  throne  to  all  generations.     [Seiah.] 

5  And  the  heavens  shall  praise  thy  ivonders,  0  Lord: 
Thy  faithfulness  also  in  the  congregation  of  the  saints. 

8  For  luho  in  the  heaven  cari  be  compared  unto  the  Lord? 

Wlio  among  the  sons  of  the  mighty  can  be  likened  nnto  the  Lord  ? 
7  God  is  greatly  to  be  feared  in  the  assembly  of  the  saints. 

And  to  be  had  in  reverence  of  all  them  that  are  about  him. 


Ps.  LXXXIX.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  Ill 

8  0  Lord  God  of  hosts,  loho  is  a  strong  Lord  like  unto  thee? 
Or  to  tliy  faithfulness  round  about  thee? 

9  Thou  rulest  the  raging  of  the  sea  : 

When  the  waves  thereof  arise,  thou  stillest  them. 

10  Thou  hast  broken  Rahab  in  irieces^  as  one  that  is  slain  ; 
Thou  hast  scattered  thine  enemies  with  thy  strong  arm. 

11  The  heavens  arethine^  the  earth  also  is  thine: 

As  for  the  Avorld  and  the  fulness  thereof,  thou  hast  founded  them. 

12  The  north  and  the  south  thou  hast  created  them: 
Tabor  and  Hermon  shall  rejoice  in  thy  name. 

13  Thou  hast  a  might//  arm: 

Strong  is  thy  hand,  and  high  is  thy  right  band. 
1*  Justice  and  judgment  are  the  habitation  of  thy  throne: 
Mercy  and  truth  shall  go  before  thy  face. 

15  Blessed  is  the  people  that  know  the  joyful  sound : 

They  shall  walk,  O  Lord,  in  the  light  of  thy  countenance. 

16  Ln  thy  name  shall  they  rejoice  all  the  day  ; 

And  in  thy  righteousness  shall  they  be  exalted, 

17  I^or  thou  art  the  glory  of  their  strength: 

And  in  thy  fivour  our  horn  shall  be  exalted. 

18  L'or  the  Loud  is  our  defence  ; 

And  the  Holy  One  of  Israel  is  our  king. 

19  Then  thou  spakest  in  vision  to  thy  Holy  One,  and  saidstj 
I  have  laid  help  upon  one  that  is  mighty ; 

I  have  exalted  one  chosen  out  of  the  people. 

20  I  have  found  David  my  servant; 

With  my  holy  oil  have  I  anointed  him : 

21  With  whom  my  hand  shcdl  be  established : 
Mine  arm  also  shall  strengthen  him. 

22  The  enemy  shcdl  not  exact  upon  him  ; 
Nor  the  son  of  wickedness  afflict  him. 

23  And  I  will  beat  down  his  foes  before  his  face, 
And  plague  them  that  hate  him. 

2*  But  my  faithfulness  and  my  mercy  shall  he  with  him: 
And  in  my  name  shall  his  horn  be  exalted. 


112  THE     BOOK     OF    PSAL3fS.  [Ps.  LXXXIX. 

25  I  will  set  his  hand  also  in  the  sea, 
And  his  right  hand  in  the  rivers. 

26  ITe  shall  cry  unto  me,  Thou  art  my  Father, 
My  God,  and  tlie  Rock  of  my  salvation. 

27  Also  I  ivill  make  him  my  first-horn, 
Higher  than  the  kings  of  the  earth. 

28  My  mercy  loill  I  keep  for  him  for  evermore, 
And  my  covenant  shall  stand  fast  with  him. 

29  His  seed  cdso  loill  I  mcdce  to  endure  for  ever, 
And  his  throne  as  the  days  of  heaven. 

80  If  his  children  forsake  my  laiv, 
And  walk  not  in  my  judgments ; 

81  Tf  they  break  my  statutes, 

And  keep  not  my  commandments ; 

82  Then  will  I  visit  their  transgression  ivith  the  rod, 
And  their  iniquity  with  stripes. 

33  Nevertheless,  my  loving-kindness  loill  I  not  utteiiy  take  from  him, 
Nor  suffer  my  faithfulness  to  fail. 

34  My  covenant  will  I  not  break, 

Nor  alter  the  thing  that  is  gone  out  of  my  lips. 

35  Once  have  I sivorn  by  my  holiness 
That  I  will  not  lie  unto  David. 

86  His  seed  shall  endure  for  ever. 

And  his  throne  as  the  sun  before  me. 

37  It  shall  he  established  for  ever  as  the  moon, 
And  as  a  faithful  witness  in  heaven.     [Seiah.i 

38  Bui  thou  hast  cast  off  and  abhorred, 

Thou  hast  been  wroth  with  thine  anointed. 

39  Thou  hast  made  void  the  covenant  of  thy  servant: 

Thou  hast  profaned  his  crown  by  casting  it  to  the  ground. 
*0  T/iou  hast  broken  down  all  his  hedges  ; 

Thou  hast  brought  his  strong  holds  to  ruin. 
*1  All  that  pass  by  the  way  spoil  him: 

He  is  a  reproach  to  his  neighbours. 


Ps.  XC]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  113 

*2  Thou  hast  set  up  the  right  hand  of  his  adversaries  ; 

Thou  liast  made  all  his  enemies  to  rejoice. 
*3  Thou  hast  also  turned  the  edge  of  his  sword, 

And  hast  not  made  him  to  stant]  in  the  battle. 
*4  Thou  hast  made  his  glory  to  cease, 

And  cast  his  throne  down  to  the  ground. 
*5  The  days  of  his  youth  hast  thou  shortened : 

Thou  hast  covered  him  with  shame.     [Seiah.] 
46  Hoio  long,  Lord,  wilt  thou  hide  thyself  for  everf 

Shall  thy  wrath  burn  like  fire  ? 
4:7  Remember  how  short  my  time  is  : 

Wherefore  hast  thou  made  all  men  in  vain  ? 

48  What  man  is  he  that  liveth,  and  shall  not  see  death? 

Shall  he  deliver  his  soul  from  the  hand  of  the  grave ?     [Seiah] 

49  Lordf  where  are  thy  former  loving-kindnesses. 
Which  thou  swarest  unto  David  in  thy  truth  ? 

60  Rememher,  Lord,  the  reproach  of  thy  servants  ; 

How  I  do  bear  in  my  bosom  the  reproach  of  all  the  mighty  people ; 
51  W herewith  thine  enemies  have  repjroached,  0  I^oed  ; 

Wherewith  they  have  reproached  the  footsteps  of  thine  anointed. 

62  Blessed  be  the  Lokd  foe  eveemoee. 
Amen,  and  Amen. 

i^alm  90. 

A  Prayer  of  Moses  the  man  of  God. 

LORD,  thou  hast  been  our  dioelling -place 
In  all  generations. 

2  Before  the  mountains  luere  brought  forth. 

Or  ever  thou  hadst  formed  the  earth  and  the  world. 
Even  from  everlasting  to  everlasting,  thou  art  God. 

3  Thou  turnest  man  to  destruction  ; 

And  sayest.  Return,  ye  children  of  men. 


114  THE     BOOK     OF    P  S  A  L  31 S  .  [Ps.  XC. 

*  For  a  thousand  years  in  thy  sight 

Are  hut  as  yesterday  when  it  is  past, 

And  as  a  watch  in  the  night, 
6  Tlioii  carriest  tliem  aivay  as  with  a^ood ;  Ihey  are  as  a  sleep  ; 

In  the  morning  they  are  like  grass  which  groweth  up. 

6  In  the  morning  it  jiourisheth,  and  groweth  up  ; 
In  the  evening  it  is  cut  down,  and  withereth. 

7  For  toe  are  consumed  hy  thine  anger, 
And  by  thy  wrath  are  we  troubled. 

8  Thou  hast  set  our  iniquities  before  thee, 

Our  secret  sins  in  the  light  of  thy  countenance. 
0  For  all  our  days  are  passed  away  in  thy  ivraili: 
We  spend  our  years,  as  a  tale  that  is  told. 

10  The  days  of  our  years  are  three-score  years  and  ten  ; 
And  if  by  reason  of  strength  they  be  four-score  years, 
Yet  is  their  strength  labour  and  sorroiv  ; 

For  it  is  soon  cut  off,  and  we  fly  away. 

11  Who  knoweth  the  poiuer  of  thine  anger? 
Even  according  to  thy  fear,  so  is  thy  wrath. 

12  So  teach  us  to  number  our  days, 

That  we  may  apply  our  hearts  unto  wisdom. 

13  Return,  0  Lord,  how  long? 

And  let  it  repent  thee  concerning  thy  servants. 
1*  0  satisfy  us  early  with  thy  mercy  ; 

That  we  may  rejoice  and  be  glad  all  our  days. 

15  Make  us  glad  according  to  the  days  ivherein  thou  hast  afflicted  us, 
And  the  years  wherein  we  have  seen  evil. 

16  Let  thy  work  appear  unto  thy  servants, 
And  th}''  glory  unto  their  children. 

17  And  let  the  beauty  of  the  Lord  our  God  be  upon  us: 
And  establish  thou,  the  loork  of  our  hands  iipon  us  ; 
Yea,  the  work  of  our  hands  establish  thou  it. 


Ps.  XCL]  THE     BOOK     OF    P  S  A  L  31 S .  116 


gisulm  91. 

HE  that  divelleth  in  the  secret  jilace  of  the  Most  High 
Sliall  abide  under  the  shadow  of  the  Ahnighty. 

2  I  ivill  say  of  the  Lobd^  He  is  my  refuge  and  my  fortress : 
My  God ;  in  him  will  I  trust. 

3  Surely  he  shall  deliver  thee  from  die  snare  of  the  fowler^ 
And  from  the  noisome  pestilence. 

^  He  shall  cover  thee  loiih  his  feathers^ 
And  under  his  luings  shalt  thou  trust: 
His  truth  shall  be  thy  shield  and  buckler. 

5  Thou  shalt  not  he  afraid  for  the  terror  by  night 
]S^or  for  the  arrow  that  iiieth  by  day ; 

6  Nor  for  the  pestilence  that  walketh  in  darkness  ; 
]^or  for  the  destruction  that  wasteth  at  noon-day. 

7  A  thousand  shall  fall  at  thy  side,  and  ten  thousand  at  thy  right  hand; 
But  it  shall  not  come  nigh  thee. 

8  Only  with  thine  eyes  shalt  thou  behold 
And  see  the  reward  of  the  wicked. 

9  Because  thou  hast  made  the  Lord  ivhich  is  my  refuge, 
Even  the  Most  High,  thy  habitation ; 

10  There  shall  no  evil  befall  thee, 

Neither  shall  any  plague  come  nigh  thy  dwelling. 
'1  For  he  shall  give  his  angels  charge  over  thee, 

To  keep  thee  in  all  thy  ways. 

12  They  shall  bear  thee  up  in  their  hands, 
Lest  thou  dash  thy  foot  against  a  stone. 

13  TIlou  shalt  tread  upon  the  lion  and  adder : 

The  young  lion  and  the  dragon  shalt  thou  trample  under  feet. 

1*  Because  he  hath  set  his  love  upon  me,  therefore  will  I  deliver  him: 
I  will  set  him  on  high,  because  he  hath  known  my  name. 


116  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  XCII. 

15  He  shall  call  upon  me,  and  I vjill  answer  him: 

I  will  be  with  him  in  trouble ; 

IuhU  deliver  Jam,  and  honour  him. 
18  With  long  life  will  I  satisfy  him, 

And  shew  him  my  salvation. 

WMhx  92. 

A  Psalm  or  Song  for  the  sabbath-day. 

IT  is  a  good  thing  to  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord, 
And  to  sing  praises  unto  thy  name,  O  Most  High. 

2  To  shew  forth  thy  loving-kindness  in  the  morning, 
And  thy  faithfulness  every  night, 

3  Upon  an  instrument  often  strings,  and  upon  the  psaltery 
Upon  the  harp  with  a  solemn  sound. 

*  For  thou,  Lord,  hast  made  me  glad  through  thy  work: 

I  will  triumph  in  the  works  of  thy  hands. 
5  0  Lord,  how  great  are  thy  ivorks  ! 

And  thy  thoughts  are  very  deep. 
S  A  brutish  man  knoweth  not; 

Neither  doth  a  fool  understand  this. 

7  Wlien  the  ivicked  spring  as  the  grass, 

And  when  all  the  workers  of  iniquity  do  flourish ; 
It  is  that  they  shall  he  destroyed  for  ever : 

8  But  thou,  Lord,  art  most  high  for  evermore. 

9  For  la,  thine  enemies,  O  Lord, 
For  lo,  thine  enemies  shall  perish  ; 

All  the  workers  of  iniquity  shall  be  scattered. 

10  Bill  my  horn  shalt  thou  exalt  like  the  horn  of  an  unicorn: 
I  shall  be  anointed  with  fresh  oil. 

11  Mine  eye  also  shall  see  my  desire  on  mine  enemies, 

And  mine  ears  shall  hear  my  desire  of  the  wicked  that  rise  up 
against  me. 

12  The  righteous  shall  flourish  like  the  palm-tree : 
lie  shall  gi-ow  like  a  cedar  in  Lebanon. 


Ps.  XCIV.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  117 

13  Those  that  he  planted  in  the  house  of  the  Lord 
Shall  flourish  in  the  courts  of  our  God. 

14  They  shall  still  bring  forth  fruit  in  old  age : 
They  shall  be  fat  and  flourishing  : 

To  shew  that  the  Lord  is  upright: 

He  is  my  rock,  and  there  is  no  unrighteousness  in  him. 


i^alm  93. 

THE  Lord  reigneth, 

He  is  clothed  with  majesty ; 

The  Lord  is  clothed  with  strength, 

Wherewith  he  hath  girded  himself: 

The  loorld  also  is  established, 

That  it  cannot  be  moved. 
2  77iy  throne  is  established  of  old: 

Thou  art  from  everlasting. 
S  The  floods  have  lifted  up,  0  Lord, 

The  floods  have  lifted  up  their  voice  ^ 

The  floods  lift  up  theii'  waves. 
*  The  Lord  on  high  is  mightier  than  the  noise  of  many  luaters, 

Yea,  than  the  mighty  waves  of  the  sea. 
5  Thy  testimonies  are  very  sure: 

Holiness  becometh  thine  house, 

O  Lord,  for  ever. 

g^alm  94. 

0  LORD  God,  to  lohom  vengeance  helongeth; 

O  God,  to  whom  vengeance  belongeth,  shew  thyself. 

2  Lft  up  thyself  thou  Judge  of  the  earth : 
Render  a  reward  to  the  proud. 

3  Lord,  how  long  shcdl  the  loiched, 
How  long  shall  the  wicked  triumph 


118  THE    BOOK     OF    P  S  A  L  31 S .  [Ps.  XCIV. 

*  Holu  long  shall  ihey  idler  and  speak  hard  things  ? 
And  all  the  workers  of  iniquity  boast  themselves. 

5  Tliey  hreah  in  ineces  tJuj  people^  0  Lord, 
And  afflict  thine  heritage. 

6  Tliey  slay  the  widow  and  the  stranger, 
And  murder  the  fatherless. 

7  Yet  ihey  say,  The  Lord  shall  not  see. 
Neither  shall  the  God  of  Jacob  regard  it. 

8  Understand^  ye  brutish  among  the  p)eople: 
And  ye  fools,  when  will  je  be  wise  ? 

9  lie  that p)lanted  the  ear^  shall  he  not  hear? 
He  that  formed  the  eye,  shall  he  not  see ; 

10  He  that  chastiseth  the  heathen,  sli.all  not  lie  correct? 

He  that  teacheth  man  knowledge,  shall  not  he  know  ? 

11  The  Lord  hwiveth  the  thoughts  of  man, 
That  they  are  vanity. 

12  Blessed  is  the  man  luhom  thou  chastenest,  0  Lord, 
And  teachest  him  out  of  thy  law ; 

13  That  thou  mayest  give  him  7'estfrom  the  days  of  adversity, 
Until  the  pit  be  digged  for  the  wicked. 

14  Pof  the  IjORD  luill  not  cast  off  his  people. 
Neither  will  he  forsake  his  inheritance. 

15  But  judgment  shall  return  unto  righteousness : 
And  all  the  upright  in  heart  shall  follow  it. 

1^  Who  ivill  rise  up  for  me  against  the  evil-doers? 

Or  M'ho  will  stand  up  for  me  against  the  workers  of  iniquity  ? 
1'^  Unless  the  Lord  had  been  my  help. 

My  soul  had  almost  dwelt  in  silence. 

18  When  I  said,  j\Iy  foot  shppeth  ; 
Thy  mercy,  O  Lord,  held  me  up. 

19  In  the  rmdtiiude  of  my  thoughts  within  me 
Thy  comforts  delight  my  soul. 


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20  Shall  the  throne  of  iniquity  have  fellowship  with  thee, 
Which  frameth  mischief  by  a  law  ? 

21  They  rjather  themselves  together  against  the  soul  of  the  righteous. 
And  condemn  the  innocent  blood. 

22  But  the  Lord  is  my  defence  ; 

And  my  God  is  the  rock  of  my  refuge. 

23  And  he  shall  bring  upon  them  their  own  iniquity, 
And  shall  cut  them  off  in  their  own  wickedness  ; 
Yea,  the  Lokd  our  God  shall  cut  them  oflf. 


E^mi  95. 

0  COMB,  let  us  sing  unto  the  Lord: 

Let  us  make  a  joyful  noise  to  the  Rock  of  our  salvation. 

2  Let  us  come  before  his  presence  luith  thanksgiving, 
And  make  a  joyful  noise  unto  him  with  psalms. 

3  For  the  Lord  is  a  great  God, 
And  a  great  King  above  all  gods. 

*  Ln  his  hand  are  the  deep  places  of  the  earth: 
The  strength  of  the  hills  is  his  also. 

5  The  sea  is  his,  and  he  made  it: 

And  his  hands  formed  the  dry  land. 

6  0  come,  let  us  luorship  and  bow  down : 
Let  us  kneel  before  the  Lord  our  maker. 

7  For  he  is  our  God  ;  and  lue  are  the  people  of  his  pasture, 
And  the  sheep  of  his  hand. 

To-day  if  ye  ivill  hear  his  voice, 
3  ILarden  not  your  heart,  as  in  the  provocation. 

And  as  in  the  day  of  temptation  in  the  wilderness : 
9  When  your  fathers  tempted  me. 

Proved  me,  and  saw  my  work. 


120  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [PS.  XCVl. 

10  Forty  years  long  was  I  grieved  luith  this  generation 
And  said,  It  is  a  people  i/iat  do  err  in  their  heart, 
And  tliey  liave  not  known  my  ways : 

11  Unto  ivhom  I  sivare  in  my  lurath, 

That  they  should  not  enter  into  my  rest. 


^mn  96. 

0  SING  unto  the  Lord  a  new  song : 
Sing  unto  the  Lord,  all  the  earth. 

2  Sing  unto  the  Lord,  bless  his  name ; 
Shew  forth  his  salvation  from  day  to  day. 

3  Declare  his  glory  among  the  heathen, 
His  wonders  among  all  people. 

4  For  the  Lord  is  great,  and  greatly  to  he  praised: 
He  is  to  be  feared  above  all  gods. 

5  For  all  the  gods  of  the  nations  are  idols : 
But  the  LoKD  made  the  heavens. 

6  Honor  and  majesty  are  before  him  : 
Strength  and  beauty  are  in  his  sanctuary. 

7  Give  unto  the  Lord,  0  ye  kindreds  of  the  j^eojjle, 
Give  unto  the  Lord  glory  and  strength. 

8  Give  unto  the  Lord  the  glory  due  unto  his  name: 
Bring  an  offering,  and  come  into  his  courts. 

9  0  loorship  the  Lord  in  the  beauty  of  holiness : 
Fear  before  him,  all  the  earth. 

10  Say  among  the  heathen  that  the  Lord  reigneth  : 

The  ivorld  also  shall  be  established  that  it  shall  not  he  moved: 
He  shall  judge  the  people  righteously. 

11  Let  the  heavens  rejoice, 
And  let  the  earth  be  glad  ; 

Let  the  sea  roar,  and  the  fulness  thereof. 

12  Let  the  field  he  joyful,  and  all  that  is  therein: 

Then  shall  all  the  trees  of  the  wood  rejoice  before  the  Loed  ; 


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13  For  he  comeihj 

For  he  cometli  to  judge  tlie  earth  : 

He  shall  judge  the  loorld  with  righteousness ^ 
And  the  people  with  his  truth. 

i^atm  97. 

THE  Lord  reigneth ;  let  the  earth,  rejoice; 
Let  the  multitude  of  isles  be  glad  thereof. 

2  Clouds  and  darkness  are  round  about  him: 
Righteousness  and  judgment  are  the  habitation  of  his  throne. 

3  A  Jire  goeth  before  him, 

And  burneth  up  his  enemies  round  about. 
*  His  lightnings  enlightened  the  world: 

The  earth  saw,  and  trembled. 
6  The  hills  melted  like  wax  at  the  presence  of  the  LoRB, 

At  the  presence  of  the  Lord  of  the  whole  earth. 

6  The  heavens  declare  his  righteousness j 
And  all  the  people  see  his  glory. 

7  Confounded  be  all  they  that  serve  graven  images^ 
That  boast  themselves  of  idols  ; 

Worship  him,  all  ye  gods. 

8  Zion  heard,  and  loas  glad ; 

And  the  daughters  of  Judah  rejoiced 
Because  of  thy  judgments,  O  Lord. 

9  For  thou,  Lord,  art  high  above  all  the  earth: 
Thou  art  exalted  far  above  all  gods. 

10  Ye  thai  love  the  Lord,  hate  evil: 
He  preserveth  the  souls  of  his  saints  ; 

He  delivereth  them  out  of  the  hand  of  the  wicked. 

11  Light  is  sown  for  the  righteous  ; 

And  gladness  for  the  upright  in  heart. 

12  Rejoice  in  the  Lord,  ye  righteous ; 

And  give  thanks  at  the  remembrance  of  his  holiness. 


123  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  XCIX. 

IjSJiIm  98. 

A  Psalm. 

0  SING  unto  the  Lord  a  new  song ; 

For  he  hath  done  marvellous  things: 

His  right  hand,  and  his  holy  arm,  hath  gotten  him  the  victory. 

2  The  Lord  hath  made  known  his  salvation  : 

His  righteousness  hath  he  openly  shewed  in  the  sight  of  the  heathen. 

3  He  hath  i-emembered  his  mercy  and  his  truth  toward  the  house  of  Israel: 
All  the  ends  of  the  earth  have  seen  the  salvation  of  our  God. 

*  Make  a  joy  fid  noise  unto  the  I^ord,  all  the  earth: 
Make  a  loud  noise,  and  rejoice,  and  sing  praise. 

5  Sing  unto  the  Lord  with  the  harp  ; 
With  the  harp,  and  the  voice  of  a  psalm. 

6  With  trumpets  and  sound  of  cornet 

Make  a  joyful  noise  before  the  Lord,  the  King. 

7  Let  the  sea  roar,  and  the  fulness  thereof; 
The  world,  and  they  that  dwell  therein. 

8  Let  the  floods  clap  their  hands: 

Let  the  hills  be  joyful  together  before  the  Loed  ; 

9  For  he  cometh  to  judge  the  earth: 

With  righteousness  shall  he  judge  the  world, 
And  the  people  with  equity. 

l^iUm  99. 

THE  Lord  reigneth  ; 

Let  the  people  tremble : 

He  sitteth  between  the  cheruhims ; 

Let  the  earth  be  moved. 

2  The  Lord  is  great  in  Zion  ; 
And  he  is  high  above  all  people. 

3  Let  them  praise  thy  great  and  terrible  namej 
For  it  is  holy. 


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4  The  king's  strength  also  loveth  judgment ; 
Thou  dost  establish  equity, 

Thou  executest  judgment  and  rigliteousness  in  Jacob. 

5  Exalt  ye  the  Lord  our  God, 
And  loorship  at  his  footstool ; 
For  he  is  holy. 

6  Moses  and  Aaron  among  his  priests, 

And  Samuel  among  them  that  call  upon  his  name ; 
They  called  upon  the  Lord,  and  he  answered  them.  . 

7  He  spake  unto  them  in  the  cloudy  pillar : 
They  kept  his  testimonies, 

And  the  ordinance  that  he  gave  them. 

8  Thou  answeredst  them,  0  Lord  our  God: 
Thou  "wast  a  God  that  forgavest  them, 

Though  thou  took  est  vengeance  of  their  inventions. 

9  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 
And  worship  at  his  holy  hill ; 
Foe  the  Loed  oue  God  is  holt. 


fi^atm  100. 

A  Psalm  of  praise. 

MAKE  a  joyful  noise  unto  the  Lord,  all  ye  lands. 

2  Serve  the  Lord  luith  gladness  : 

Come  before  his  presence  with  singing. 

3  Know  ye  that  the  Lord  he  is  God : 

It  is  he  that  hath  onade  us,  and  not  ive  ourselves  ; 
We  are  his  people,  and  the  sheep  of  his  pasture. 

4  Enter  into  his  gates  luith  thanksgiving, 
And  into  his  courts  with  praise : 

Be  thankful  unto  him,  and  bless  his  name. 
6  For  the  Lord  is  good  ; 
His  mercy  is  everlasting  ; 
And  his  truth  endureth  to  all  generations. 


124  THE    BOOK     OF    FSALMS.  [Ps.  CII. 

g^Jtlm  101. 

A  Psalm  of  David. 
/  WILL  sing  of  mercy  and  judgment: 
Unto  thee,  O  Lokd,  will  I  sing. 

2  1 10 ill  behave  myself  wisehj  in  a  perfect  icay.     0  ivhen  loilt  thou  come 

unto  me? 
I  will  walk  within  my  house  with  a  perfect  heart. 

3  I  will  set  no  wicked  thing  before  mine  eyes: 

I  hate  the  work  of  them  that  turn  aside ;  it  shall  not  cleave  to  me. 
^  A  froward  heart  shall  depart  from  me: 

I  will  not  know  a  wicked  person. 
6  Whoso  privily  slanderetli  his  neighhonr  him  tvill  lent  off: 

Him  that  hath  an  high  look  and  a  proud  heart  will  not  I  suiFer. 
6  Mine  eyes  shall  be  upon  the  faithful  of  the  land,  that  they  may  dwell 
with  m.e: 

He  that  walketh  in  a  perfect  way,  he  shall  serve  me. 
'  He  that  worketh  deceit  shall  not  dwell  within  my  house  ; 

He  that  telleth  lies  shall  not  tarry  in  my  sight. 
8  I  will  early  destroy  all  the  wicked  of  the  land ; 

That  I  may  cut  off  all  wicked  doers  from  the  city  of  the  Lord. 

i^alttt  102. 

A  Prayer  of  the  afflicted,  when  he  is  overwhelmed,  and  pourcth  out  his  complaint  before  the  Lokd. 

HEAR  my  prayer,  0  Lord, 
And  let  my  cry  come  unto  thee. 

2  Hide  not  thy  face  from  me 

/n  the  day  luhen  I  am  in  troid)le  ;  incline  thine  ear  unto  me: 
In  the  day  when  I  call,  answer  me  speedily. 

3  For  my  days  are  consumed  like  smoke, 
And  my  bones  are  burned  as  an  hearth. 

*  My  heart  is  smitten,  and  withered  like  grass ; 
So  that  I  forget  to  cat  my  bread. 


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5  By  reason  of  the  voice  of  my  groaning 
Mj  bones  cleave  to  my  skin. 

6  I  am  like  a  pelican  of  the  loilderness: 
I  am  like  an  owl  of  the  desert. 

1  I  watch ^  and  am  as  a  sparrow  alone  upon  the  house-top. 

8  Mine  enemies  reproach  me  all  the  clay  ; 

And  they  that  are  mad  against  me  are  sworn  against  me. 

9  For  I  have  eaten  ashes  like  bread, 

And  mingled  my  drink  with  weeping, 

10  Because  of  thine  indignation  and  thy  ivrath: 
For  thou  hast  lifted  me  up,  and  cast  me  down. 

11  My  days  are  like  a  shadow  that  declineth  ; 
And  I  am  withered  like  grass. 

12  But  thou,  0  Lord,  shcdt  endure  for  ever  ; 
And  thy  remembrance  unto  all  generations. 

13  Thou  shalt  arise,  and  have  mercy  upon  Zion : 

For  the  time  to  favour  her,  yea,  the  set  time,  is  come. 
1*  For  thy  servaiits  take  pleasure  in  her  stones, 
And  favour  the  dust  thereof. 

15  So  the  heathen  shall  fear  the  name  of  the  Lord: 
And  all  the  kings  of  the  earth  thy  glory. 

16  When  the  Lord  shcdl  build  up  Zion, 
He  shall  appear  in  his  glory. 

17  He  will  regard  the  prayer  of  the  destitute, 
And  not  despise  their  prayer. 

18  Tliis  shall  he  written  for  the  generation  to  come: 

And  the  people  which  shall  be  created  shall  praise  the  Loed. 

19  For  he  hath  looked  down  from  the  height  of  his  sanctuary  ; 
From  heaven  did  the  Loed  behold  the  earth ; 

20  To  hear  the  groaning  (f  the  prisoner ; 

To  loose  those  that  are  appointed  to  death ; 

21  To  dxclare  the  name  of  the  Lord  in  Zion, 
And  his  praise  in  Jerusalem ; 

22  When  the  people  are  gathered  together^ 
And  the  kingdoms,  to  serve  the  Loed. 


126  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CIIL 

23  He  weakened  my  strength  in  the  way ; 

He  shortened  my  days. 
2*  I  said,  0  my  God,  take  me  not  avjay  in  the  midst  of  my  days: 

Thy  years  are  througlioiit  all  generations, 

25  Of  old  hast  thou  laid  the  foundation  of  the  earth: 
And  the  heavens  are  the  work  of  thy  hands. 

26  They  shall  perish,  hut  thou  shalt  endure : 

Yea,  all  of  them  shall  wax  old  like  a  garment ; 
As  a  vesture  shalt  thou  change  them, 
And  they  shall  be  changed : 

27  £iit  thou  art  the  same, 

And  thy  years  shall  have  no  end. 

28  The  children  of  thy  servants  shall  continue, 
And  their  seed  shall  be  established  before  tbee. 


i$utm  103. 

A  Psalm  of  David. 

BLESS  the  Lord,  0  my  soul  : 

And  all  that  is  within  me,  bless  his  holy  name. 

2  Bless  the  LoRD^  0  my  soul, 
And  forget  not  all  his  benefits : 

3  Who  forgiveth  all  thine  iniquities  ; 
Who  healeth  all  thy  diseases ; 

*  Who  redeemeth  thy  life  from  destruction  ; 

Who  crowneth  thee  with  lo\ang-kindness  and  tender  mercies ; 
6  Who  satisfieth  thy  moidh  with  good  things  ; 

So  that  thy  youth  is  renewed  like  the  eagle's. 

6  The  Lord  executeth  righteousness 

And  judgment  for  all  that  are  oppressed. 

7  He  made  known  his  ways  unto  Moses, 
His  acts  unto  the  children  of  Israel. 

8  The  Lord  is  merciful  and  gracious, 
Slow  to  anger,  and  plenteous  in  mercy. 


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9  He  luill  not  always  chide  ; 
N^either  will  he  keep  his  anger  for  ever. 

10  He  hath  not  dealt  vnth  us  after  our  sins  ; 
Nor  rewarded  us  according  to  our  iniquities. 

11  For  as  the  heaven  is  high  above  the  earth, 

So  great  is  his  mercy  toward  them  that  fear  him. 

12  As  far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 

So  far  hath  he  removed  our  transgressions  from  us. 

13  Like  as  a  father  pitieili  his  children, 

So  the  Lord  pitieth  them  that  fear  him. 
"^^  For  he  knoweth  our  frame  ; 

He  remembereth  that  we  are  dust. 

15  As  for  man,  his  days  are  as  grass : 

As  a  flower  of  the  field,  so  he  flourisheth. 

16  For  the  wind  passeth  over  it,  and  it  is  gone  ; 
And  the  place  thereof  shall  know  it  no  more. 

17  But  the  mercy  of  the  Lord  is  from  everlasting  to  everlasting  upon  them 

that  fear  him, 
And  his  righteousness  unto  children's  children  ; 

18  To  such  as  keep  his  covenant, 

And  to  those  that  remember  his  commandments  to  do  them. 

19  The  Lord  hath  prepared  his  throne  in  the  heavens  ; 
And  his  kingdom  ruleth  over  all. 

20  Bless  the  Lord,  ye  his  angels, 

That  excel  in  strength,  that  do  his  commandments^ 
Hearkening  unto  the  voice  of  his  word. 

21  Bless  ye  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  hosts  ; 

Ye  ministers  of  his,  that  do  his  pleasure. 

22  Bless  the  Lord,  all  his  works 
In  all  places  of  his  dominion : 
Bless  the  Lokd,  O  my  soul. 


128  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CIV. 


i^alm  104. 

BLESS  the  Lord,  0  my  soul, 

O  LoKD  my  God,  thou  art  very  great ; 

Thou  art  clothed  loitli  honour  and  majesty. 

2  Who  coverest  thyself  with  light  as  with  a  garment : 
Who  stretchest  out  the  heavens  like  a  curtain: 

3  Who  layeth  the  beams  of  his  chambers  in  the  waters : 
Who  maketh  the  clouds  his  chariot : 

Who  walketh  upon  the  wings  of  the  wind : 
*  Who  maketh  his  angels  spirits  ; 
His  ministers  a  flaming  fire : 

5  Who  laid  the  foundations  of  the  earth, 
That  it  should  not  be  removed  for  ever. 

6  Thou  coveredst  it  with  the  deep  as  with  a  garment : 
The  waters  stood  above  the  mountains. 

^  At  thy  rebuke  they  fled ; 
At  the  voice  of  thy  thunder  they  hasted  away. 

8  They  go  up  by  the  mountains  ; 
They  go  down  by  the  valleys 

Unto  the  place  which  thou  hast  founded  for  them. 

9  Thou  hast  set  a  bound  that  they  may  not  pass  over  ; 
That  they  turn  not  again  to  cover  the  earth. 

10  He  sendeth  the  springs  into  the  valleys, 
Which  run  among  the  hills. 

11  They  give  drink  to  every  beast  of  the  field : 
The  wild  asses  quench  their  thirst. 

12  By  them  shall  the  fowls  of  the  heaven  have  their  habitation, 
Which  sino;  amonff  the  branches. 

13  lie  tvatereth  the  hills  from  his  chambers: 

The  earth  is  satisfied  with  the  fruit  of  thy  works. 
1*  He  causeth  the  grass  to  grow  for  the  cattle, 
And  herb  for  the  service  of  man : 
That  he  may  bring  forth  food  out  of  the  earth: 


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15  And  wine  that  maketh  glad  the  heart  of  man, 
And  oil  to  7nake  his  face  to  shine, 

And  bread  which  strengtheneth  man's  heart. 

16  The  trees  of  the  Lord  are  full  of  sap  ; 

The  cedars  of  Lebanon,  which  he  hath  planted ; 

17  Where  the  birds  make  their  nests  : 

As  for  the  stork,  the  fir-trees  are  her  house. 

18  The  high  hills  are  a  refuge  for  the  ivild  goats  ; 
And  the  rocks  for  the  conies. 

19  He  appointed  the  moon  for  seasons: 
Ther  sun  knoweth  his  going  down. 

20  Thou  makest  darkness,  and  it  is  night: 

Wherein  all  the  beasts  of  the  forest  do  creep  forth. 

21  The  young  lions  roar  after  their  preg, 
And  seek  their  meat  from  God. 

22  The  Sim  ariseth,  they  gather  themselves  together^ 
And  laj  them  down  in  then*  dens. 

23  Man  goeth  forth  unto  his  work 

And  to  his  labour  until  the  evening. 

2*  0  Lord,  how  manifold  are  thy  works! 
In  wisdom  hast  thou  made  them  all : 
The  earth  is  full  of  thy  riches. 

25  So  is  this  great  and  wide  sea. 
Wherein  are  things  creeping  innumerable. 
Both  small  and  great  beasts. 

26  There  go  the  ships: 

There  is  that,  leviathan,  whom  thou  hast  made  to  play  therein. 

27  These  wait  all  upon  thee  ; 

That  thou  mayest  give  them  their  meat  in  due  season. 

28  That  thou  givest  them,  they  gather : 

Thou  openest  thine  hand,  they  are  filled  with  good. 

29  Thou  hidesi  thy  face,  they  are  troubled: 
Thou  takest  away  their  breath,  they  die, 
And  return  to  their  dust. 


130  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CV. 

30  Thou  sendest  forth  thy  spirit,  they  are  creaied: 
And  thou  renewest  the  face  of  the  earth. 

31  The  glory  of  the  Lord  shall  endure  for  ever: 
The  LoKD  shall  rejoice  in  his  works. 

32  He  looketh  on  the  earthy  and  it  tremhleth: 
He  toucheth  the  hills,  and  they  smoke. 

33  I  will  sing  unto  the  Lord  as  long  as  Hive: 

I  will  sing  praise  to  my  God  while  I  have  my  being. 
3*  My  meditation  of  1dm  shall  be  sweet: 

I  will  be  glad  in  the  Loed. 
35  Let  the  sinners  he  consumed  out  of  the  earthy  * 

And  let  the  wicked  be  no  more. 

Bless  thou  the  Lord^  0  my  soul. 

Praise  ye  the  Lokd. 

i^alm  105. 

0  OIVE  thanks  unto  the  Lord ;  call  upon  his  name: 
Make  known  his  deeds  among  the  people. 

2  Sing  unto  him,  sing  psalms  unto  him : 
Talk  ye  of  all  his  wondrous  works. 

3  Qlory  ye  in  his  lioly  name: 

Let  the  heart  of  them  rejoice  that  seek  the  Loed. 

4  Seek  the  Lord^  and  his  strength: 
Seek  his  face  evermore. 

5  Remember  his  mai'vellous  ivorks  that  he  hath  done; 
His  wonders,  and  the  judgments  of  his  mouth ; 

^  0  ye  seed  of  Abraham  his  servant^ 
Ye  children  of  Jacob  his  chosen. 

7  He  is  the  Lord  our  Ood : 

His  judgments  are  in  all  the  earth. 

8  He  hath  remembered  his  covenant  for  sver. 

The  word  which  he  commanded  to  a  thousand  generations. 

9  Which  covenant  he  made  with  Abraham, 
And  his  oath  unto  Isaac  ; 


Ps,  CV.]  THE    BOOK    OF    PSALMS,  131 

10  And  confirmed  the  same  unto  Jacob  for  a  law, 
And  to  Israel  for  an  everlasting  covenant: 

11  Saying,  Unto  thee  will  I  give  the  land  of  Canaan, 
The  lot  of  your  inheritance  : 

12  When  they  were  hut  a  few  men  in  number  ; 
Yea,  very  few,  and  strangers  in  it. 

13  When  they  went  from,  one  nation  to  another, 
From  one  kingdom  to  another  people  ; 

1*  He  suffereth  no  man  to  do  them  wrong : 
Yea,  he  reproved  kings  for  their  sakes : 

15  Saying,  Touch  not  mine  anointed^ 
And  do  my  prophets  no  harm. 

16  Moreover  he  called  forth  a  famine  upon  the  land:       • 
He  brake  the  whole  staff  of  bread. 

17  He  sent  a  man  before  them, 

Even  Joseph,  who  was  sold  for  a  servant: 

18  Whose  feet  they  hurt  ivith  fetters : 
He  was  laid  in  iron : 

19  Until  the  time  that  his  word  came: 
The  word  of  the  Loed  tried  him. 

20  The  king  sent  and  loosed  hvm ; 

Even  the  ruler  of  the  people,  and  let  him  go  free. 

21  He  made  him  lord  of  his  house, 

And  ruler  of  all  his  substance :  • 

22  To  bind  his  princes  at  his  pleasure ; 
And  teach  his  senators  wisdom. 

23  Israel  also  came  into  Egypt ; 

And  Jacob  sojourned  in  the  land  of  Ham. 

24  And  he  increased  his  people  greatly  ; 

And  made  them  stronger  than  their  enemies. 

25  He  turned  their  heart  to  hate  his  people, 
To  deal  subtilly  with  his  servants. 

26  He  sent  Moses  his  servant ; 

And  Aaron  whom  he  had  chosen. 


132  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CV. 

27  They  shewed  his  signs  among  them, 
And  wonders  in  the  land  of  Ham. 

28  He  sent  darkness,  and  made  it  dark; 
And  they  rebelled  not  against  his  word. 

29  He  turned  their  ivaiers  into  blood, 
And  slew  their  fish. 

30  Their  land  brought  forth  frogs  in  abundance. 
In  the  chambers  of  their  kings. 

31  He  spake,  and  there  came  divers  sorts  of  flies. 
And  lice  in  all  their  coasts. 

32  He  gave  them  hail  for  rain, 
And  flaming  fire  in  their  land. 

33  He  smote  their  vines  also  and  their  fig-trees : 
And  brake  the  trees  of  their  coasts. 

34  He  spake,  and  the  locusts  came. 

And  caterpillars,  and  that  without  number, 

35  Ajid  did  eat  up  all  the  herbs  in  their  land, 
And  devoured  the  fruit  of  their  ground. 

36  He  smote  also  all  the  first-born  in  tiieir  land, 
The  chief  of  all  their  strength. 

37  He  brought  them  forth  also  ivith  silver  and  gold : 

And  there  was  not  one  feeble  person  among  their  tribes. 

38  Egypt  was  glad  when  they  departed : 
Jor  the  fear  of  them  fell  upon  them. 

39  He  spread  a  cloud  for  a  covering  ; 
And  fire  to  give  light  in  the  night. 

*0  The  people  asked,  and  he  brought  quails, 

And  satisfied  them  with  the  bread  of  heaven. 
*l  He  opened  the  rock,  and  the  waters  gushed  out ; 

They  ran  in  the  dry  places  like  a  river. 

42  PQf  JiQ  remembered  his  holy  promise, 
And  Abraham  his  servant. 

43  And  he  brought  forth  his  people  with  joy, 
And  his  chosen  with  gladness : 

44  And  gave  them  the  lands  of  the  heathen : 

And  they  inherited  the  labour  of  the  people ; 


Ps,  CVI.]  THE    BOOK     OF    P  S  A  L  31 S .  133 

*5  Tliat  they  might  observe  his  statutes, 
And  keep  his  laws, 
Pkaise  ye  the  Loed. 

i^Hlm  106. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord. 

0  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord ;  for  he  is  good: 
For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

2  Who  can  utter  the  mighty  acts  of  the  Lord  ? 
"Who  can  shew  forth  all  his  praise  ? 

3  Blessed  are  they  that  keep  judgment. 

And  he  that  doeth  righteousness  at  all  times. 
*  Remember  me,  0  Lord,  loith  the  favour  that  thou  bearest  unto  thy  peoj)le: 
O  visit  me  with  thy  salvation  ; 

5  That  I  may  see  the  good  of  thy  chosen, 

That  I  may  rejoice  in  the  gladness  of  thy  nation, 
That  I  may  glory  with  thine  inheritance. 

6  We  have  sinned  with  our  fathers, 

"We  have  committed  iniquity,  we  have  done  wickedly. 

7  Our  fathers  understood  not  thy  wonders  in  Egypt; 
They  remembered  not  the  multitude  of  thy  mercies  ; 
But  provoked  him  at  the  sea,  even  at  the  Red  sea. 

8  Nevertheless  he  saved  them  for  his  names  sake, 

That  he  might  make  his  mighty  power  to  be  known. 

9  He  rebicked  the  Red  sea  also,  and  it  luas  dried  up : 

So  he  led  them  through  the  depths,  as  through  the  wilderness. 

10  A7id  he  saved  them  from  the  hand  of  him  that  hated  them, 
And  redeemed  them  from  the  hand  of  the  enemy. 

11  And  the  ivaters  covered  their  enemies: 
There  was  not  one  of  them  left. 

12  Then  believed  they  his  loords : 
They  sang  his  praise. 

13  They  soonforgat  his  works, 
They  waited  not  for  his  counsel : 


134  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CVI. 

14  But  lusted  exceedingly  in  the  luilderness, 
And  tempted  God  in  the  desert. 

15  And  he  gave  them  their  request ; 
But  sent  leanness  into  their  soul. 

16  They  envied  Moses  also  in  the  camp, 
And  Aaron  the  saint  of  the  Lord. 

17  The  earth  opened  and  swallowed  up  Dathan, 
And  covered  the  company  of  Abiram. 

18  And  afii-e  ivas  kindled  in  their  company  ; 
The  flame  burned  up  the  wicked. 

19  They  made  a  calf  in  Horeh^ 

And  worshipped  the  molten  image. 

20  Thus  they  changed  their  glory 

Into  the  similitude  of  an  ox  that  eateth  grass. 

21  They  forgat  Ood  their  Saviour, 

Which  had  done  great  things  in  Egypt ; 

22  Wondrous  works  in  the  land  of  Ham, 
And  terrible  things  by  the  Red  sea. 

23  Therefore  he  said  that  he  would  destroy  them, 

Had  not  Moses  his  chosen  stood  before  him  in  the  breach, 
To  turn  away  his  wrath, 
Lest  he  should  destroy  them. 

24  Yea,  they  despised  the  pleasant  land, 
They  believed  not  his  word  : 

25  But  murmured  in  their  tents, 

And  hearkened  not  unto  the  voice  of  the  Lord. 

26  Therefore  he  lifted  up  his  hand  against  them, 
To  overthrow  them  in  the  wilderness : 

27  To  overthroio  their  seed  also  among  the  nations, 
And  to  scatter  them  in  the  lands. 

28  They  joined  themselves  also  unto  Baal-peor, 
And  ate  the  sacrifices  of  the  dead. 

29  Thus  they  provoked  him  to  anger  loith  their  inventions : 
And  the  plague  brake  in  upon  them. 


Ps.  CVL]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  135 

30  Then  stood  up  Phinehas,  and  executed  judgment : 
And  so  the  plague  was  stayed. 

31  And  that  was  counted  unto  him  for  righteousness 
Unto  all  generations  for  evermore. 

32  They  angered  him  also  at  the  waters  of  strife, 

So  that  it  went  ill  with  Moses  for  their  sakes ; 

33  Because  they  provoked  his  spirit, 

So  that  he  spake  unadvisedly  with  his  lips. 

34  They  did  not  destroy  the  nations, 
Concerning  whom  the  Loed  commanded  them : 

35  But  were  mingled  among  the  heathen. 
And  learned  their  works. 

36  And  they  served  their  idols 
Which  were  a  snare  unto  them. 

37  Yea,  they  sacrificed  their  sons 
And  their  daughters  unto  devils, 

38  And  shed  innocent  blood. 

Even  the  blood  of  their  sons  and  of  their  daughters, 
Whom  they  sacrificed  unto  the  idols  of  Canaan: 
And  the  land  was  polluted  with  blood. 

39  Thus  were  they  defiled  ivith  their  own  tvorks, 
And  went  a  whoring  with  their  own  inventions. 

*0  Therefore  was  the  wrath  of  the  LouB  kindled  against  his  people, 
Insomuch  that  he  abhorred  his  own  inheritance. 

41  And  he  gave  them  into  the  hand  of  the  heathen  ; 
And  they  that  hated  them  ruled  over  them. 

42  Their  enemies  also  oppressed  them, 

And  they  were  brought  into  subjection  under  their  hand. 

43  Many  times  did  he  deliver  them  ;  hid  they  provoked  him  with  their  counsel. 
And  were  brought  low  for  their  iniquity. 

44  Nevertheless  he  regarded  their  affliction, 
When  he  heard  their  cry : 

45  And  he  remembered  for  them  his  covenant. 

And  repented  according  to  the  multitude  of  his  mercies. 


136  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CVII. 

46  He  made  them  also  to  he  pitied 

Of  all  those  that  carried  them  captives. 

47  Save  us,  0  Lord  our  God, 

And  gather  us  from  among  the  heathen, 
To  give  thanks  unto  thy  holy  name, 
And  to  triumph  in  thy  praise. 

48  Blessed  be  the  Loed  God  of  Israel  from  eveelasting  to  ever- 

lasting : 
And  let  all  the  people  say,  Amen. 
Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

i^alm  107. 

0  GIVE  thanks  unto  the  Lord,  for  he  is  good: 
For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord  say  so,- 

Whom  he  hath  redeemed  from  the  hand  of  the  enemy ; 

3  Aiid  gathered  them  out  of  the  lands. 

From  the  east,  and  from  the  west,  from  the  north,  and  from  the  south. 

4  They  wandered  in  the  wilderness  in  a  solitary  way  ; 
They  found  no  city  to  dwell  in. 

5  Hungry  and  thirsty, 
Their  soul. fainted  in  them. 

6  Theyi  they  cried  unto  the  Lord  in  their  trouble. 
And  he  delivered  them  out  of  their  distresses. 

7  And  he  led  them  forth  hy  the  right  way, 
That  they  might  go  to  a  city  of  habitation. 

8  Oh  that  men  would  jDJxiise  the  Lord  for  his  goodness, 
And  for  his  wonderful  works  to  the  children  of  men ! 

9  For  he  satisfeth  the  longing  soul, 

And  filleth  the  hungry  soul  with  goodness. 

10  Such  as  sit  in  darkness  and  the  shadow  of  death, 
Being  bound  in  affliction  and  iron ; 

11  Because  they  rehelled  against  the  ivords  of  God, 
And  contemned  the  counsel  of  the  Most  High : 


Ps.  CVIL]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSAL3IS.  137 

12  Tliei-efore  he  brought  down  their  heart  with  labour  ; 
They  fell  down,  and  there  was  none  to  help. 

13  Then  they  cried  unto  the  Lord  in  their  trouble, 
And  he  saved  them  out  of  their  distresses. 

1*  He  brought  them  out  of  darkness  and  the  shadaw  of  death, 
And  brake  their  bands  in  sunder. 

15  Oh  that  men  would  praise  the  Lord  for  his  goodness, 
And  for  his  wonderful  works  to  the  children  of  men ! 

16  For  he  hath  brokkn  the  gates  of  brass, 
And  cut  the  bars  of  iron  in  sunder. 

17  Fools,  because  of  their  transgression, 

And  because  of  their  iniquities,  are  afflicted. 

18  Their  soul  abhorreth  all  manner  of  meat ; 
And  they  draw  near  unto  the  gates  of  death. 

19  Then  they  cry  unto  the  Lord  in  their  trouble. 
And  he  saveth  them  out  of  their  distresses. 

20  He  sent  his  ivord,  and  healed  them, 

And  delivered  them  from  their  destructions. 

21  Oh  that  men  loould praise  the  Lord  for  his  goodness. 
And  for  his  wonderful  works  to  the  children  of  men ! 

22  And  let  them  sacrifice  the  sacrifices  of  thanksgiving^ 
And  declare  his  works  with  rejoicing. 

23  They  that  go  dovm  to  the  sea  in  ships, 
That  do  business  in  great  waters ; 

24:  These  see  the  works  of  the  Lord, 
And  his  wonders  in  the  deep. 

25  For  he  commandeth,  and  raiseth  the  stormy  ivind, 
Which  lifteth  up  the  waves  thereof. 

26  They  mount  up  to  the  heaven,  they  go  down  again  to  the  depths: 
Their  soul  is  melted  because  of  trouble. 

27  They  reel  to  and  fro,  and  stagger  like  a  drunken  man. 
And  are  at  their  wit's  end. 

28  Then  they  cry  unto  the  Lord  in  their  trouhle, 
And  he  bringeth  them  out  of  their  distresses. 


138  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Pb.  CVIL 

29  He  maheih  the  storm  a  calm, 

So  that  the  waves  thereof  are  still. 

30  Then  are  they  glad  because  they  he  quiet ; 

So  he  bringeth  tliem  unto  their  desired  haven. 

31  Oh  that  men  tuould  j^raise  the  Lord  for  his  goodness., 
And  for  liis  wonderful  works  to  the  children  of  men ! 

32  Z,et  them  exalt  him  also  in  the  congregation  of  the  people, 
And  praise  him  in  the  assembly  of  the  elders. 

33  He  turneth  rivers  into  a  wilderness, 

And  the  water-springs  into  dry  ground  ; 

34  A  fruitful  layid  into  barrenness, 

For  the  wickedness  of  them  that  dwell  therein. 

35  He  turneth  the  loilderness  into  a  standing  ivater, 
And  dry  ground  into  water-springs. 

36  And  there  he  maketh  the  hungry  to  dwell, 
That  they  may  prepare  a  city  for  habitation ; 

37  And  sow  the  fields,  and  plant  vineyards. 
Which  may  yield  fruits  of  increase. 

38  He  blesseth  them  also,  so  that  they  are  multiplied  greatly  ; 
And  suifereth  not  their  cattle  to  decrease. 

39  Again,  they  are  minished  and  brought  low 
Through  oppression,  affliction,  and  sorrow. 

40  He  poureth  contempt  upon  princes, 

And  causeth  them  to  wander  in  the  wilderness,  where  there  is  no 
way. 

41  Yet  setteth  he  the  poor  on  high  from  affliction, 
And  maketli  him  families  like  a  ilock. 

42  The  righteous  shall  see  it,  and  rejoice: 
And  all  iniquity  shall  stop  her  mouth. 

43  Whoso  is  wise,  and  will  observe  these  things, 

Even  they  shall  understand  the  loving-kindness  of  the  Lord. 


Ps.  CVm.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  139 

i^tm  108. 

»  A  Song  or  Psalm  of  David. 

0  0  OD^  my  heart  is  fixed  ; 

1  will  sing  and  give  praise, 
Even  with  my  glory. 

2  Awake,  psaltery  and  harp : 
I  myself  will  awake  early. 

3  I  will  praise  thee,  0  Lord,  among  the  people: 

And  I  will  sing  praises  unto  thee  among  the  nations. 
*  For  thy  mercy  is  great  above  the  heavens : 
And  thy  truth  reacheth  unto  the  clouds. 

5  Be  thou  exalted,  0  God,  above  the  heavens  : 
And  thy  glory  above  all  the  earth  ; 

6  That  thy  beloved  may  be  delivered : 

Save  with  thy  right  hand,  and  answer  me. 

7  God  hath  spoken  in  his  holiness  ; 

I  will  rejoice,  I  will  divide  Shechem, 
And  mete  out  the  valley  of  Succoth. 

8  Gilead  is  mine ;  Manasseh  is  mine; 
Ephraim  also  is  the  strength  of  mine  head ; 
Judah  is  my  lawgiver ; 

9  Moab  is  my  washpot ; 

Over  Edom  tvill  least  out  my  shoe ;   - 
Over  Philistia  will  I  triumph. 

10  Who  will  bring  me  into  the  stvdng  city  f 
Who  will  lead  me  into  Edom  ? 

11  Wilt  not  thou,  0  God,  who  hast  cast  us  off? 

And  wilt  not  thou,  O  God,  go  forth  with  our  hosts  ? 

12  Give  us  help  from  trouble:  ^ 
For  vain  is  the  help  of  man, 

13  Through  God  we  shall  do  valiantly : 

For  he  it  is  that  shall  tread  down  our  enemies. 


140  ,  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CIX. 


fssaUm  109. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  A  Pealm  of  David. 

HOLD  not  thy  jjeace, 
O  God  of  my  praise ; 

2  For  the  month  of  the  wicked  and  the  mouth  of  the  deceitful  are  oj^ened 

against  me : 
Tliey  have  spoken  against  me  with  a  lying  tongue. 

3  They  cornjxtssed  me  about  also  with  ivords  of  hatred  ; 
And  fought  against  me  without  a  cause. 

4  For  my  love  they  are  my  adversaries : 
But  I  give  myself  unto  prayer. 

5  Ayid  they  have  rewarded  me  evil  for  good, 
And  hatred  for  my  love. 

6  Set  thou  a  loicked  man  over  him: 

And  let  Satan  stand  at  his  right  hand. 
'^  When  he  shall  he  judged,  let  him  he  condemned: 
And  let  his  prayer  become  sin. 

8  Let  his  days  he  few  ; 

And  let  another  take  his  office. 

9  Let  his  children  he  fatherless, 
And  his  wife  a  widow. 

10  Let  his  children  he  continually  vagabonds,  and  beg : 

Let  them  seek  their  bread  also  out  of  their  desolate  j)laces. 

11  Let  the  extortioner  catch  all  that  he  hath  ; 
And  let  the  strangers  spoil  his  labour. 

12  Lyet  there  be  none  to  extend  mercy  unto  him: 

jN either  let  there  be  any  to  favour  his  fatherless  children. 

13  Jjet  his  posterity  be  cut  off ; 

And  in  the  generation  following  let  their  name  be  blotted  out. 
1*  Let  the  iniquity  of  Jiis  fathers  be  remembered  with  the  Lord; 
And  let  not  the  sin  of  his  mother  be  blotted  out. 


Ps.  CIX.]  THE    BOOK     OF    P  S  A  L  31 S .  141 

15  Zet  them  he  before  the  Lord  continually^ 

That  he  may  cut  off  tlie  memory  of  them  from  the  earth. 

16  Because  that  he  remembered  not  to  shew  mercy ^ 
But  persecuted  the  poor  and  needy  man, 

That  he  might  e\'en  slay  the  broken  in  heart. 

17  As  he  loved  cursing,  so  let  it  come  unto  him: 

As  he  delighted  not  in  blessing,  so  let  it  be  far  from  him. 

18  As  he  clothed  himself  with  cursing 
Like  as  with  his  garment, 

So  let  it  come  into  his  boiuels  like  ivater, 
And  like  oil  into  his  bones. 

19  Let  it  be  unto  him  as  the  garment  which  covereth  him, 
And  for  a  girdle  wherewith  he  is  girded  continually. 

20  Let  this  be  the  reward  of  mine  adversaries  from,  the  Lord, 
And  of  them  that  speak  evil  against  my  soul. 

21  But  do  thou  for  me,  0  God  the  Lord,  for  thy  name's  sake: 
Because  thy  mercy  is  good,  deliver  thou  me. 

22  For  L  am  poor  and  needy. 

And  my  heart  is  wounded  within  me. 

23  /  am  gone  like  the  shadow  when  it  declineth  : 
I  am  tossed  up  and  down  as  the  locust. 

2*  My  knees  are  weak  through  fasting  ; 
And  my  flesh  faileth  of  fatness. 

25  L became  also  a  reproach  unto  them: 

When  they  looked  upon  me  they  shaked  their  heads. 

26  Help  me,  0  Lord  my  God: 

Oh  save  me  according  to  thy  mei'cy : 

27  That  they  may  know  that  this  is  thy  hand  ; 
That  thou,  Lord,  hast  done  it. 

28  Let  them  curse,  but  bless  thou: 

When  they  arise,  let  them  be  ashamed ;  but  let  thy  servant  rejoice. 

29  Let  mine  adversaries  be  clothed  with  shame  ; 

And  let  them  cover  themselves  with  their  own  confusion,  as  with  a 
mantle. 


142  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.   CXI. 

30  I  will  greatly  praise  the  Lord  with  my  mouth  ; 
Yea,  I  will  praise  him  among  the  multitude. 

31  For  he  shall  stand  at  the  right  hand  of  the  pooTj 
To  save  him  from  those  that  condemn  his  souL 

i^atm  110. 

A  Psalm  of  David. 

THE  Lord  said  unto  my  Lord^ 

Sit  thou  at  my  right  hand, 

Until  I  make  thine  enemies  thy  footstool. 

2  The  Lord  shall  send  the  rod  of  thy  strength  out  of  Zion: 
Rule  thou  in  the  midst  of  thine  enemies, 

3  Thy  people  shall  he  ivilling  in  the  day  of  thy  poiver, 

In  the  beauties  of  holiness  from  the  womb  of  Hie  morning: 
Thou  hast  the  dew  of  thy  youth. 

*  The  Lord  hath  sworn,  and  will  not  repent.  Thou  art  a  priest  for  ever, 
After  the  order  of  Melchizedek. 

5  The  Lord  at  thy  right  hand 

Shall  strike  through  kings  in  the  day  of  his  wrath. 

6  He  shall  judge  among  the  heathen, 

He  shall  fill  the  places  with  the  dead  bodies: 

He  shall  wound  the  heads  over  many  countries. 

7  He  shall  drink  of  the  brook  in  the  way : 
Therefore  shall  he  lift  up  the  head. 

iisalm  111. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord. 

I  will  praise  the  Lord  with  my  whole  heart, 

In  the  assembly  of  the  upright, 

And  in  the  congregation. 

2  The  -works  of  the  Lord  are  great^ 

Sought  out  of  all  them  that  have  pleasure  therein. 

3  His  luork  is  honorable  and  glorious : 
And  his  righteousness  endureth  for  ever. 


Ps.  CXII.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  143 

4  He  hath  made  his  wonderful  works  to  he  rememhered : 
The  LoKD  is  gracious  and  full  of  compassion. 

5  He  hath  given  meat  unto  them  that  fear  him  : 
He  will  ever  be  mindful  of  his  covenant. 

6  He  hath  shewed  his  'people  the  power  of  his  worhs, 
That  he  may  give  them  the  heritage  of  the  heathen. 

7  The  wo7'7cs  of  his  hands  are  verity/  and  judgment ; 
All  his  commandments  are  sure. 

8  They  stand  fast  for  ever  and  ever, 

And  are  done  in  truth  and  uprightness. 

9  He  sent  redemption  unto  his  people  : 

He  hath  commanded  his  covenant  for  ever  : 
Holy  and  reverend  is  his  name. 
10  The  fear  of  the  Lord  is  the  beginning  of  wisdom: 

A  good  understanding  have  all  they  that  do  his  commandments  : 
His  praise  endureth  for  ever. 

i^alm  112. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord. 

Blessed  is  the  man  that  feareth  the  Lord, 

That  delighteth  greatly  in  his  commandments. 

2  His  seed  shall  he  mighty  upon  earth : 

The  generation  of  the  upright  shall  be  blessed. 

3  Wealth  and  riches  shall  he  in  his  house: 
And  his  righteousness  endureth  for  ever. 

*  Unto  the  upright  there  ariseth  light  in  the  darkness : 
He  is  gracious,  and  full  of  compassion,  and  righteous. 

5  A  good  man  sheweth  favour,  and  lendeth : 
He  will  guide  his  affairs  with  discretion. 

6  Surely  he  shall  not  he  moved  for  ever : 

The  righteous  shall  be  in  everlasting  remembrance. 

7  He  shall  not  he  afraid  of  evil  tidings : 
His  heart  is  fixed,  trusting  in  the  Lord. 


144  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CXIII. 

8  His  heart  is  established^  he  shall  not  he  afraid, 
Until  he  see  his  desire  upon  his  enemies. 

9  He  hath  dispersed, 

He  hath  given  to  the  poor ; 
His  righteousness  endurethfor  ever  ; 
Ilis  horn  shall  be  exalted  with  honour. 
10  The  ivicked  shall  see  it,  and  he  grieved, 

He  shall  gnash  with  his  teeth,  and  melt  away : 
The  desire  of  the  wicked  shall  perish. 


isialm  113. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord. 

Praise  J  0  ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 

Praise  the  name  of  the  Lord. 
2  Blessed  be  the  name  of  the  Lord 

From  this  time  forth  and  for  evermore. 
8  From  the  rising  of  the  sun  unto  the  going  doivn  of  the  same 

The  Lord's  name  is  to  be  praised. 
*  The  Lord  is  high  above  all  nations, 

And  his  glory  above  the  heavens. 

B  Who  is  like  unto  the  Lord  our  God, 

Who  dwelleth  on  high, 
6  Who  humbleih  himself  to  behold  the  things  that  are  in  heaven. 

And  in  the  earth? 
"^  He  raiseth  up  the  poor  out  of  the  dust, 

And  lifteth  the  needy  out  of  the  dungliill ; 

8  Tliai  he  onay  set  him  with  princes, 
Even  with  the  princes  of  his  people. 

9  He  maketh  the  barren  looman  to  keep  liouse. 
And  to  be  a  joyful  mother  of  children. 
Praise  ye  the  Lord. 


Ps.  CXV.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS,  145 

i^alm  114. 

WHEN  Israel  went  out  of  Egypt, 

The  house  of  Jacob  from  a  people  of  strange  language ; 

2  Judah  luas  his  sanctuary, 
And  Israel  his  dominion. 

3  The  sea  saw  it,  and  fled : 
Jordan  was  driven  back. 

4  The  mountains  skipped  like  rams, 
And  the  little  hills  like  lambs. 

5  What  ailed  thee,  0  thou  sea,  that  thou  fleddestf 
Thou  Jordan,  that  thou  wast  driven  back? 

6  Ye  mountains,  that  ye  skipped  like  rams  ; 
And  ye  little  hills,  like  lambs  ? 

7  Tremble,  thou  earth,  at  the  presence  of  the  Lordy 
At  the  presence  of  the  God  of  Jacob ; 

8  Which  turned  the  rock  into  a  standing  toaierj 
The  flint  into  a  fountain  of  waters. 

i^»lm  115. 

NOT  unto  us,  0  Lord,  not  unto  us, 

But  unto  thy  name  give  glory. 

For  thy  mercy,  and  for  thy  truth's  sake. 

2  Wherefore  should  the  heathen  say, 
Where  is  now  their  God  ? 

3  But  our  God  is  in  the  heavens: 

He  hath  done  whatsoever  he  pleased. 

4  Their  idols  are  silver  and  gold. 
The  work  of  men's  hands. 

5  They  have  mouths,  hut  they  speak  not: 
Eyes  have  they,  but  they  see  not : 

6  They  have  ears,  hut  they  hear  not: 
Noses  have  they,  but  they  smell  not  % 


146  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CXVL 

7  They  have  hands,  hut  they  handle  not: 
Feet  have  they,  but  they  walk  not : 
Neither  speak  they  through  their  throat. 

8  They  that  make  them  are  like  unto  them  ; 
So  is  every  one  that  trusteth  in  them. 

8  0  Israel^  trust  thou  in  the  Lord: 
He  is  their  help  and  their  shield. 

10  0  house  of  Aaron^  trust  in  the  Lord: 
He  is  their  help  and  their  shield. 

11  Ye  that  fear  the  Lord,  trust  in  the  Lord: 
He  is  their  help  and  their  shield. 

12  The  Lord  hath  been  mindful  of  us: 
He  will  bless  us ; 

He  will  bless  the  house  of  Israel ; 
He  will  bless  the  house  of  Aaron. 

13  He  will  bless  them  that  fear  the  Lord, 
Both  small  and  great. 

1*  The  Lord  shall  increase  you  more  and  more, 
You  and  your  children. 

15  Ye  are  blessed  of  the  Lord 
Which  made  heaven  and  earth. 

16  The  heaven,  even  the  heavens,  are  the  Lord's: 

But  the  earth  hath  he  given  to  the  children  of  men. 

17  The  dead  praise  not  the  Lord, 
JSTeither  any  that  go  down  into  silence. 

18  But  ive  ivill  bless  the  Lord 

From  this  time  forth  and  for  evermore. 
Pkaise  the  Lord. 

^$n\m  116. 

/  LOVE  the  Lord,  because  he  hath  heard  my  voice 
And  my  supplications. 
2  Because  he  hath  inclined  his  ear  unto  me. 
Therefore  will  I  call  upon  him  as  long  as  I  live. 


Ps.  CXVI.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  147 

3  The  sorrows  of  death  compassed  me. 

And  the  pains  of  hell  gat  hold  upon  'me: 

I  found  trouble  and  sorrow. 
^  Then  called  I  upon  the  name  of  the  Lord  ; 

0  LoKD,  I  beseech  thee,  deHver  my  soul, 

5  Gracious  is  the  Lord,  and  righteous ; 
Yea,  our  God  is  merciful. 

6  The  Lord preserveth  the  simple: 

1  was  brought  low,  and  he  helped  me. 

7  Return  unto  thy  rest,  0  my  soul ; 

For  the  Loed  hath  dealt  bountifully  with  thee. 

8  For  thou  hast  delivered  my  soul  from  death. 
Mine  eyes  from  tears,  and  ray  feet  from  falling. 

9  I  will  walk  iefore  the  Lord  in  the  land  of  the  living. 
10  I  beheved,  therefore  have  I  spoken  : 

I  was  greatly  afflicted: 
11 1  said  in  my  haste,  all  men  are  liars. 

12  What  shall  I  render  unto  the  Lord 
For  all  his  benefits  toward  me  ? 

13  I  will  take  the  cup  of  salvation , 
And  call  upon  the  name  of  the  Lord. 

1*  I  will  pay  my  vows  unto  the  Loed 
Now  in  the  presence  of  all  his  people. 

15  Precious  in  the  sight  of  the  Lord 
Ls  the  death  of  his  saints. 

16  O  Loed,  truly  I  am  thy  servant ; 

I  am  thy  servant,  and  the  son  of  thine  handmaid: 
Thou  hast  loosed  my  bonds. 

17  /  loill  offer  to  thee  the  sacrifice  of  thanksgiving, 
And  will  call  upon  the  name  of  the  Lord. 

13  I  will  pay  my  vows  unto  the  Loed 

!Now  in  the  presence  of  all  his  people, 
19  Ln  the  courts  of  the  Lord's  house, 

In  the  midst  of  thee,  O  Jerusalem. 

Pkaise  ye  the  Lord. 


148  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CXVIII. 

i^alm  117. 

0  PRAISE  the  Lord,  all  ye  nations: 
Praise  him,  all  ye  people. 
2  For  his  merciful  kindness  is  great  toward  us: 
And  the  truth  of  the  Lokd  endureth  for  ever. 
Pkaise  ye  the  Lokd. 

i^alm  118. 

0  GIVE  thanks  unto  the  Lord ;  for  he  is  good: 
Because  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

2  Let  Israel  now  say, 

That  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

3  Let  the  house  of  Aaron  now  say, 
That  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

*  Let  them  noiu  that  fear  the  Lord  say. 
That  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

5  I  called  upon  the  Lord  in  distress : 

The  Lokd  answered  me,  and  set  me  in  a  large  place. 
8  The  Lord  is  on  my  side  ;  I  will  not  fear : 

What  can  man  do  unto  me  ? 

7  The  Lord  taketh  m,y  part  with  them  that  help  me: 
Therefore  shall  I  see  my  desire  upon  them  that  hate  me. 

8  It  is  better  to  trust  in  the  Lord 
Than  to  put  confidence  in  man. 

9  It  is  better  to  trust  in  the  Lord 
Than  to  put  confidence  in  princes. 

10  All  nations  compassed  me  about: 

But  in  the  name  of  the  Lord  will  I  destroy  them. 

11  They  compassed  m.e  about; 
Yea,  they  compassed  me  about : 

But  in  the  name  of  the  Lord  I  will  destroy  them. 

12  They  compassed  me  about  like  bees  ; 
They  are  quenched  as  the  fire  of  thorns : 

For  in  the  name  of  the  Lord  I  will  destroy  them. 


Ps.  CXVIII.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  149 

13  Thou  hast  thrust  sore  at  me  that  I  might  fall: 
But  the  LoKD  helped  me. 

14  The  Lord  is  my  strength  and  song, 
And  is  become  my  salvation. 

15  The  voice  of  rejoicing  and  salvation  is  in  the  tabernacles  of  the  righteous: 
The  right  hand  of  the  Lokd  doeth  valiantly. 

16  The  right  hand  of  the  Lord  is  exalted : 

The  right  hand  of  the  Loed  doeth  valiantly. 

17  I  shall  not  die 

But  live,  and  declare  the  works  of  the  Loed. 

18  The  Lord  hath  chastened  me  sore: 

But  he  hath  not  given  me  over  unto  death. 

19  Open  to  me  the  gates  of  righteousness : 

I  will  go  into  them,  and  I  will  praise  the  Loed. 

20  This  gate  of  the  Lord, 

Into  which  the  righteous  shall  enter. 
21 1  will  praise  thee:  for  thou  hast  heard  me, 
And  art  become  my  salvation. 

22  The  stone  which  the  builders  refused 

Is  become  the  head  stone  of  the  corner. 

23  This  is  the  Lord's  doing  ; 
It  is  marvellous  in  our  eyes. 

24  This  is  the  day  ivhich  the  Lord  hath  made ; 
We  will  rejoice  and  be  glad  in  it. 

25  Save  now,  I  beseech  thee,  0  Lord: 

O  Loed,  I  beseech  thee,  send  now  prosperity. 

26  Blessed  be  he  that  cometh  in  the  name  of  the  TjORD: 
We  have  blessed  you  out  of  the  house  of  the  Loed. 

27  God  is  the  Lord,  which  hath  shewed  its  light: 
Bind  the  sacrifice  with  cords, 

Even  unto  the  horns  of  the  altar. 

28  Thou  art  my  God,  and  L ivill  jvaise  thee: 
Thou  art  my  God,  I  will  exalt  thee. 

29  0  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord  ;  for  he  is  good : 
For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 


150  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CXIX. 

iisalm  119, 

ALEPH. 

BLESSED  are  the  undefiled  in  the  way^ 
Who  walk  in  the  law  of  the  Loed. 

2  Blessed  are  they  that  keep  his  testimonies^ 
And  that  seek  him  with  the  whole  heart. 

3  TJiey  also  do  no  iniquity : 
Thej  walk  in  his  ways. 

4  Thou  hast  commanded  us 

To  keep  thy  precepts  diligently. 
6  0  that  my  ways  were  directed 
To  keep  thy  statutes ! 

6  Then  shall  I  not  he  ashamed, 

When  1  have  respect  unto  all  thy  commandments. 

7  /  will  praise  thee  with-  uprightness  of  heart, 

When  I  shall  have  learned  thy  righteous  judgments. 

8  /  will  keep  thy  statutes : 

O  forsake  me  not  utterly. 

BETH. 

9  Wherewith  shall  a  young  7nan  cleanse  his  way  ? 
By  taking  heed  thereto  according  to  thy  word. 

10  With  my  luhole  heart  have  I  sought  thee  : 

O  let  me  not  wander  from  thy  commandments. 

11  Thy  ivord  have  I  hid  in  mine  heart, 
Tliat  I  might  not  sin  against  thee. 

12  Blessed  art  thou,  0  Loed: 
Teach  me  thy  statutes. 

13  With  my  lips  have  I  declared 

All  the  judgments  of  thy  mouth. 
1*  I  have  rejoiced  in  the  way  of  thy  testimonies, 
As  much  as  in  all  riches. 


Ps.  CXIX.]  THE    BOOK     OF    F  SAL  IIS.  151 

15  /  will  meditate  in  thy  precepts, 
And  have  respect  unto  thy  ways. 
•  16  /  will  delight  myself  in  thy  statutes : 
I  will  not  forget  thy  word. 

GIMEL. 

17  Deal  bountifully  with  thy  servant, 
That  I  may  live,  and  keep  thy  word. 

18  Open  thou  mine  eyes, 

That  I  may  behold  wondrous  things  out  of  thy  law. 

19  /  am  a  stranger  in  the  earth : 

Hide  not  thy  commandments  from  me. 

20  My  sold  hreaketh  for  the  longing 

That  it  hath  unto  thy  judgments  at  all  times. 

21  Thou  hast  rebuked  the  proud  that  are  cursed, 
Which  do  err  from  thy  commandments. 

22  Remove  from  me  reproach  and  contempt  • 
For  I  have  kept  thy  testimonies. 

23  Princes  also  did  sit  and  speak  against  me : 
But  thy  servant  did  meditate  in  thy  statutes. 
Thy  testimonies  also  are  my  delight. 
And  my  counsellors. 


24 


25 


DALETH. 

My  soul  cleaveth  unto  the  dust : 

Quicken  thou  me  according  to  thy  word. 

26  I  have  declared  my  ways,  and  thou  heardest  me: 
Teach  me  thy  statutes. 

27  Make  me  to  Understand  the  way  of  thy  precepts : 
So  shall  I  talk  of  thy  wondrous  works. 

28  My  soul  melteth  for  heaviness : 

Strengthen  thou  me  according  unto  thy  word. 

29  Remove  from  me  the  xoay  of  lying : 
And  grant  me  thy  law  graciously. 

30  I  have  chosen  the  way  of  truth: 

Thy  judgments  have  I  laid  before  me. 


152  TEE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CXIX. 

31  Iliave  stuck  unto  thy  testimonies: 
O  LoKD,  put  me  not  to  shame. 

32  /  tvill  run  the  ivay  of  thy  commandments^ 
When  thou  shalt  enlarge  my  heart. 

HE. 

33  Teach  me^  0  Lord,  the  way  of  thy  statutes  ; 
And  I  shall  keep  it  unto  the  end. 

34  Oive  me  understanding,  and  I  shall  keep  thy  law  ; 
Yea,  I  shall  observe  it  with  my  whole  heart. 

35  Make  me  to  go  in  the  path  of  thy  commandments , 
For  therein  do  I  delight. 

36  Incline  my  heart  unto  thy  testimonies^ 
And  not  to  covetousness. 

37  Turn  away  mine  eyes  from  beholding  vanity  ; 
And  quicken  thou  me  in  thy  way. 

38  Establish  thy  word  unto  thy-  servant, 
Who  is  devoted  to  thy  fear. 

39  Turn  away  my  reproacji  which  I  fear : 
For  thy  judgments  are  good. 

40  Behold,  I  have  longed  after  thy  precepts : 
Quicken  me  in  thy  righteousness. 

VAU. 

41  Zet  thy  mercies  come  also  unto  me,  0  Lord, 
Even  thy  salvation,  according  to  thy  word. 

42  iSo  shall  I  have  wherewith  to  ansioer  him  that  reproacheth  me: 
For  I  trust  in  thy  word. 

43  And  take  not  the  vjord  of  truth  utterly  out  of  my  mouth  ; 
For  I  have  hoped  in  thy  judgments. 

44  So  shall  I  keep  thy  laiv  continually 
For  ever  and  ever. 

46  And  I  will  ivalk  at  liberty : 
For  I  seek  thy  precepts. 


Ps.  CXIX.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  153 

*6  /  will  speak  of  thy  testimonies  also  hefore  kings, 

And  will  not  be  ashamed. 
47  And  I  luill  delight  myself  in  thy  com7nandments, 

Which  I  have  loved. 
*8  My  hands  also  will  I  lift  up  unto  thy  commandments  which  I  have  loved: 

And  I  will  meditate  in  thy  statutes. 


ZAIN. 

49  Remember  the  word  unto  thy  servant, 
Upon  which  thou  hast  caused  me  to  hope. 

50  This  is  my  comfort  in  my  affliction : 
For  thy  word  hath  quickened  me. 

51  The  proud  have  had  me  greatly  in  derision : 
Yet  have  I  not  declined  from  thy  law. 

52  I  remembered  thy  judgments  of  old ^  0  Lord  ; 
And  have  comforted  myself. 

53  Horror  hath  taken  hold  upon  'me  because  of  the  wicked 
That  forsake  thy  law. 

54  Thy  statutes  have  been  my  songs 
In  the  house  of  my  pilgrimage. 

55  I  have  remembered  thy  name,  0  Lord,  in  the  nighty 
And  have  kept  thy  law. 

66  This  I  had, 

Because  I  kept  thy  precepts. 

CHETH. 

57  Thou  art  my  portion,  0  Lord  : 

I  have  said  that  I  would  keep  thy  words. 

58  L  entreated  thy  favour  loith  my  whole  heart: 
Be  merciful  unto  me  according  to  thy  word. 

59  /  thought  on  my  ivays, 

And  turned  my  feet  unto  thy  testimonies. 

60  /  made  haste,  and  delayed  not 
To  keep  thy  commandments. 


154  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  '  [Ps.  CXIX. 

61  The  hands  of  the  wicked  have  robbed  me: 
But  I  have  not  forgotten  thy  law. 

62  At  midnight  I  will  rise  to  give  thanlcs  unto  thee^ 
Because  of  thy  righteous  judgments. 

63  I  am  a  companion  of  all  them  that  fear  thee^ 
And  of  them  that  keep  thy  precepts. 

64  The  earth,  0  Lord,  is  full  of  thy  mercy : 
Teach  me  thy  statutes. 

TETH. 

65  Thou  hast  dealt  well  luiih  thy  servant, 
O  LoKD,  according  unto  thy  word. 

66  Teach  me  good  judgment  and  knowledge: 
For  I  have  believed  thy  commandments. 

67  Before  I  ivas  afflicted  I  went  astray : 
But  now  have  I  kept  thy  word. 

68  Thou  art  good,  and  doest  good  ; 
Teach  me  thy  statutes. 

69  The  proud  have  forged  a  lie  against  me: 

But  I  will  keep  thy  precepts  with  my  whole  heart.  * 

70  Their  heart  is  as  fat  as  grease  ; 
But  I  delight  in  thy  law. 

71  It  is  good  for  me  that  I  have  been  afflicted  ; 
That  I  might  learn  thy  statutes. 

72  The  law  of  thy  mouth  is  better  unto  me 
Than  thousands  of  gold  and  silver. 

JOD. 

73  Thy  hands  have  made  me  and  fashioned  me; 

Give  me  understanding,  that  I  may  learn  thy  commandments. 

74  They  that  fear  thee  will  be  glad  when  they  see  me  ; 
Because  I  have  hoped  in  thy  word. 

75  Tknow,  0  Lord,*  that  thy  judgments  are  right, 
And  that  thou  in  faithfulness  hast  afflicted  me. 


Ps.  CXIX.]  THE     BOOK     OF    P  S  A  L  If  S .  155 

"76  Let,  I  pray  thee^  tliy  merciful  hindness  he  for  my  comfort^ 
According  to  thy  word  unto  thy  servant. 

77  Let  thy  tender  mercies  com,e  unto  me,  tliat  L may  live: 
For  thy  law  is  my  delight. 

78  Let  the  proud  he  ashamed ;  for  they  dealt  perversely  ivith  me  without  a 

cause : 
But  I  will  meditate  in  thy  precepts. 

79  Let  those  that  fear  thee  turn  unto  me, 

And  those  that  have  known  thy  testimonies.  • 

80  Let  my  heart  he  sound  in  thy  statutes  ; 
That  I  be  not  ashamed. 

CAPH. 

81  3fy  sold fainieth  for  thy  salvation: 
But  I  hope  in  thy  word. 

82  Jfine  eyes  fail  for  thy  word, 

Saying,  when  wilt  thou  comfort  me  ? 

83  JPor  L  am  become  like  a  hottle  in  the  smohe  ; 
Yet  do  I  not  forget  thy  statutes. 

84:  How  many  are  the  days  of  thy  servant  ? 

When  wilt  thou  execute  judgment  on  them  that  persecute  me? 

85  The  proud  have  digged  ^yits  for  me, 
Which  are  not  after  thy  law. 

86  All  thy  commandments  are  faithful; 

They  persecute  me  wrongfully ;  help  thou  me. 

87  They  had  almost  consumed  me  upon  earth  ; 
But  I  forsook  not  thy  precepts. 

88  Quicken  me-  after  thy  loving-kindness  ; 

So  shall  I  keep  the  testimony  of  thy  mouth. 

LAMED. 

89  For  ever,  0  Lord, 

Thy  word  is  settled  in  heaven. 

90  Thy  faithfulness  is  unto  all  generations : 

Thou  hast  established  the  earth,  and  it  abideth. 


156  THE     BOOK     OF    PSAL3IS.  [Ps.  CXIX. 

91  They  coniinv£.  this  day  according  to  thine  ordinances: 
For  all  are  tliy  servants. 

92  Unless  thy  lata  had  been  my  delights, 

I  should  then  have  perished  in  mine  affliction. 

93  I  ivill  never  forget  tliy  precej^ts: 

For  with  them  thou  hast  quickened  me. 

94  I  am  thine^  save  me  ; 

For  I  have  sought  thy  precepts. 

95  The  wicked  have  loaitedfor  me  to  destroy  me: 
But  I  will  consider  thy  testimonies. 

96  I  have  seen  an  end  of  all  perfection : 

But  thy  commandment  is  exceeding  broad. 

MEM. 

97  0  how  love  I  thy  laio  ! 

It  is  my  meditation  all  the  day. 

98  Thou  through  thy  commandments  hast  made  me  wiser  than  mine  enemiet> : 
For  they  are  ever  with  me, 

99  I  have  more  understanding  than  all  my  teachers: 
For  thy  testimonies  are  my  meditation. 

100  I  understand  more  than  the  ancients, 
Because  I  keep  thy  precepts. 

101  I  have  refrained  my  feet  from  every  evil  way, 
That  I  might  keep  thy  word. 

102  I  have  not  departed  from  thy  judgments : 
For  thou  hast  taught  me. 

103  How  sweet  are  thy  words  unto  my  taste  1 
Yea,  sweeter  than  honey  to  my  mouth. 

104:  Through  thy  precepts  I  get  understanding : 
Therefore  I  hate  every  false  way. 

NUIS". 

105  Thy  word  is  a  lamp  unto  my  feet, 
And  a  light  unto  my  path. 

106  I  have  sworji,  and  T  will  jyerform  it, 

That  I  will  keep  thy  righteous  judgments. 


Ps.  CXIX.]  THE    BOOK    OF    PSALMS.  157 

07  I  am  afflicted  very  much : 

Quicken  me,  O  Lord,  accordiDg  unto  thj  word. 

08  Accept,  I  beseech  thee,  the  free-will-offerings  of  my  mouth,  0  Lord, 
And  teach,  me  thy  judgments, 

09  My  soul  is  continually  in  my  hand: 
Yet  do  I  not  forget  thy  law. 

10  The  wicked  have  laid  a  snare  for  me: 
Yet  I  erred  not  from  thy  precepts. 

11  Thy  testimonies  have  I  taken  as  an  heritage  for  ever: 
For  they  are  the  rejoicing  of  my  heart. 

12  /  have  inclined  mine  heart  to  perform  thy  statutes 
Always,  even  unto  the  end. 

SAMECH. 

13  I  hate  vain  thoughts: 
But  thy  law  do  I  love. 

1*  Thou  art  my  hiding-place  and  my  shield: 
I  hope  in  thy  word. 

15  Depart  from  we,  ye  evil-doers: 

For  I  will  keep  the  commandments  of  my  God. 

16  Uphold  me  according  unto  thy  word,  thai  I  may  live: 
And  let  me  not  be  ashamed  of  my  hope. 

17  Hold  thou  me  up,  and  I  shall  he  safe: 

And  I  will  have  respect  unto  thy  statutes  continually. 

18  Thou  hast  trodden  down  all  them  that  err  from  thy  statutes: 
For  their  deceit  is  falsehood. 

19  Thou  puttest  away  all  the  wicked  of  the  earth  like  dross: 
Therefore  I  love  thy  testimonies. 

20  My  flesh  trembleth  for  fear  of  thee; 
And  I  am  afraid  of  thy  judgments. 

AIN. 

21  I  have  done  judgment  arid  justice : 
Leave  me  not  to  mine  oppressors. 

22  Be  surety  for  thy  servant  for  good: 
Let  not  the  proud  oppress  me. 


158  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CXIX. 

123  Mine  eyes  fail  for  thy  salvation^ 

And  for  the  word  of  thy  righteousness. 

124  Deal  with  thy  servant  according  unto  thy  mercy. 
And  teach  me  thj  statutes. 

125  X am  thy  servant ;  give  me  understanding, 
That  I  may  know  thy  testimonies. 

126  Ji  is  time  for  thee,  Loud,  to  work  • 
For  they  have  made  void  thy  law. 

127  Therefore  I  love  thy  commandments 
Above  gold ;  yea,  above  fine  gold. 

128  Therefore  I  esteem  all  thy  precepts  concerning  all  things  to  he  right ; 
And  I  hate  every  false  way. 

PE. 

129  Thy  testiynonies  are  wonderful : 
Therefore  doth  my  soul  keep  them. 

130  The  entrance  of  thy  words  giveth  light: 

It  giveth  understanding  unto  the  simple. 
131 1  opened  Tny  mouth,  and  panted : 

For  I  longed  for  thy  commandments. 

132  Ziooh  thou  upon  me,  and  he  mercful  unto  me, 

As  thou  usest  to  do  unto  those  that  love  thy  name. 

133  Order  my  stejys  in  thy  word : 

And  let  not  any  iniquity  have  dominion  over  me. 

134  J)eliver  me  from  the  oppression  of  man: 
So  will  I  keep  thy  precepts. 

135  Make  thy  face  to  shine  upon  thy  servant; 
And  teach  me  thy  statutes. 

136  Rivers  of  waters  run  down  mine  eyes, 
Because  they  keep  not  thy  law. 

TSADDI. 

137  Righteous  art  thou,  0  Lord, 
And  upright  are  thy  judgments. 

138  Thy  testimonies  that  thou  hast  commanded  are  righteous 
And  very  faithful. 


Ps.  CXIX.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  159 

139  }fy  zeal  haili  consu7ned  me ; 

Because  mine  enemies  have  forgotten  thy  words. 

140  Thy  loord  is  very  pure: 
Therefore  thy  servant  loveth  it. 

1*1  I  am  small  and  despised: 

Yet  do  not  I  forget  thy  precepts, 
1*2  Thy  righteousness  is  an  everlasting  righteousness^ 

And  thy  law  is  the  truth. 
143  Trouhle  and  anguish  have  taken  hold  07i  me: 

Yet  thy  commandments  are  my  deHghts. 
1**  The  righteousness  of  thy  testimonies  is  everlasting : 

Give  me  understanding,  and  I  shall  live. 

KOPH. 

1*5  I  cried  with  my  ivhole  heart ;  hear  me,  0  Lord; 
I  will  keep  thy  statutes. 

146  Z cried  unto  thee;  save  me, 

And  I  shall  keep  thy  testimonies. 

147  /prevented  the  dawyiing  of  the  morning,  and  cried  : 
I  hoped  in  thy  word. 

1*8  Mine  eyes  prevent  the  night-watches, 

That  I  might  meditate  in  thy  word. 
1*9  Hear  my  voice,  according  unto  thy  loving -kindness  : 

O  LoKD,  quicken  me  according  to  thy  judgment. 

150  They  draw  nigh  that  follow  after  mischief: 
They  are  far  from  thy  law. 

151  Thou  art  near,  0  Lord: 

And  all  thy  commandments  are  truth. 

152  Concerning  thy  testimonies  I  have  known  of  old 
That  thou  hast  founded  them  for  ever. 

EESH. 

153  Consider  mine  affliction,  and  deliver  me : 
For  I  do  not  forget  thy  law. 

15*  Plead  my  cause,  and  deliver  me: 
Quicken  me  according  to  thy  word. 


160  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CXIX. 

165  Salvation  is  far  from  the  wicked : 
For  they  seek  not  thy  statutes. 

156  Qreat  are  thy  tender  mercies^  0  Lord: 
Quicken  me  according  to  thy  judgments. 

157  Many  are  7ny  persecutors  and  mine  enemies  ; 
Yet  do  I  not  decline  from  thy  testimonies. 

168  I  beheld  the  transgressors,  and  was  grieved  ; 
Because  they  kept  not  thy  word. 

159  Consider  how  Hove  thy  precepts  : 

Quicken  me,  O  Lord,  according  to  thy  loving-kindness. 

160  Thy  ivord  is  true  from  the  beginning  : 

And  every  one  of  thy  righteous  judgments  endureth  for  ever. 

SCHIN. 

161  Princes  have  persecuted  me  without  a  cause  : 
But  my  heart  standeth  in  awe  of  thy  word. 

162  /rejoice  at  thy  word, 

As  one  tliat  findeth  great  spoil. 

163  I  hate  and  abhor  lying : 
But  thy  law  do  I  love. 

164  Seven  times  a  day  do  I  praise  thee, 
Because  of  thy  righteous  judgments. 

165  Qreat  peace  have  they  which  love  thy  law : 
And  nothing  shall  offend  them. 

166  Lord,  I  have  hoped  for  thy  salvation^ 
And  done  thy  commandments. 

167  My  soul  hath  kept  thy  testimo7iies ; 
And  I  love  them  exceedingly. 

168  2  have  kept  thy  precepts  and  thy  testimonies: 
For  all  my  ways  are  before  thee. 

TAU. 

169  Let  my  cry  come  before  thee,  0  Lord: 

Give  me  understanding  according  to  thy  word. 


Ps.  CXX.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  161 

170  J^et  my  supplication  come  before  thee: 
Deliver  me  according  to  thy  word. 

171  My  lips  shall  utter  praise^ 

When  thou  hast  taught  me  thy  statutes. 

172  My  tongue  shall  speak  of  thy  word : 

For  all  thy  commandments  are  righteousness. 

173  Let  thine  hand  help  me  ; 

For  I  have  chosen  thy  precepts. 

174  I  have  longed  for  thy  salvation,  0  Lord; 
And  thy  law  is  my  delight. 

175  Let  my  soul  live,  and  it  shall  praise  thee; 
And  let  thy  judgments  help  me. 

176  I  have  gone  astray  like  a  lost  sheep  ;  seek  thy  servant; 
For  I  do  not  forget  thy  commandments. 


i^alm  120. 

A  Song  of  degrees. 

/iV"  my  distress  I  cried  unto  the  Lord, 
And  he  heard  me. 

2  Deliver  my  soul,  0  Lord,  from  lying  lips, 
And  from  a  deceitful  tongue. 

3  What  shall  he  given  unto  thee? 

Or  what  shall  be  done  unto  thee, 
Thou  false  tongue  ? 
*  Sharp  arrows  of  the  mighty, 
With  coals  of  juniper. 

6  Woe  is  me,  that  I  sojourn  in  Mesech, 
That  I'  dwell  in  the  tents  of  Kedar ! 

6  My  sold  hath  long  dwelt 
With  him  that  hateth  peace. 

7  /  am  for  peace : 

But  when  I  speak,  they  are  for  war. 


162  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  fPs.  CXXII. 

i^alm  121. 

A  Song  of  degrees. 

/  WILL  lift  up  mine  eyes  unto  the  hillsy 
From  whence  coineth  my  help. 

2  My  help  coineth  from  the  Lobd, 
Which  made  heaven  and  earth. 

3  He  IV  ill  not  suffer  thy  foot  to  he  moved: 
He  that  keepeth  thee  will  not  slumber. 

4  Behold^  he  that  keepeth  Israel 
Shall  neither  slumber  nor  sleep. 

5  The  Lord  is  thy  keeper : 

The  Lord  is  thy  shade  upon  thy  right  hand. 

6  The  sun  shall  not  smite  thee  by  day^ 
Nor  the  moon  by  night. 

7  The  Lord  shall  preserve  thee  from  all  evil: 
He  shall  preserve  thy  soul. 

8  The  Lord  shall  preserve  thy  going  out  and  thy  coming  in 
From  this  time  forth,  and  even  for  evermore. 

i^alm  122. 

A  Song  of  degrees  of  David. 

/  WAS  glad  when  they  said  unto  me, 
Let  us  go  into  the  house  of  the  Lord. 

2  Our  feet  shall  stand 

Within  thy  gates,  O  Jerusalem. 

3  Jerusalem  is  builded  as  a  city 

That  is  compact  together :  '  • 

*  Whither  the  tribes  go  up, 
The  tribes  of  the  Lord, 
Unto  the  testimony  of  Israel, 
To  give  thanks  unto  the  name  of  the  Lord. 


Ps.  CXXIV.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  163 

5  For  there  are  set  thrones  of  judgment^ 
The  thrones  of  the  house  of  David. 

6  Pray  for  the  peace  of  Jerusalem : 
They  shall  prosper  that  love  thee. 

7  Peace  he  within  thy  walls, 

And  prosperity  within  thy  palaces. 

8  For  tny  brethren  and  companions'  sakes, 
I  will  now  say,  Peace  be  within  thee. 

9  Because  of  the  house  of  the  Lord  our  God 
I  will  seek  thy  good. 

^tU\m  123. 

A  Song  of  degrees. 

UNTO  thee  lift  I  up  unine  eyes, 

O  thou  that  dwellest  in  the  heavens. 

2  Behold,  as  the  eyes  of  servants  look  unto  the  hand  of  their  masters, 
And  as  the  eyes  of  a  maiden  unto  the  hand  of  her  mistress ; 
So  our  eyes  wait  upon  the  Lord  our  God, 

Until  that  he  have  mercy  upon  us. 

3  Have  mercy  upon  us,  0  Lord, 
Have  mercy  upon  us : 

For  we  are  exceedingly  filled  with  contempt. 

4  Our  soul  is  exceedingly  filled 

With  the  scorning  of  those  that  are  at  ease, 
And  with  the  contempt  of  the  proud. 


f$alm  124. 

A  Song  of  degrees  of  David. 

IF  it  had  not  heen  the  Lord  who  loas  on  our  side,  . 
Now  may  Israel  say  ; 
2  If  it  had  not  been  the  Lord  who  was  on  our  side, 
"When  men  rose  up  against  us : 


164  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CXXV. 

3  Then  they  had  swallowed  us  uj)  quick, 

When  their  wrath  was  kindled  against  us  : 
*  Then  the  waters  had  overwhelmed  us, 

The  stream  had  gone  over  our  soul: 
6  Then  the  proud  waters  had  gone  over  our  bouI. 

6  Blessed  he  the  Lobd, 

Who  hath  not  given  us  as  a  prey  to  their  teeth. 

7  Our  soul  is  escaped  as  a  bird 
Out  of  the  snare  of  the  fowlers  : 
The  snare  is  broken, 

And  we  are  escaped. 

8  Our  help  is  in  the  name  of  the  Lord^ 
Who  made  heaven  and  earth. 


i^atm  125. 

A  Song  of  degrees. 

THEY  that  trust  in  the  Lord  shall  he  as  mount  Zion^ 
Which  cannot  be  removed,  but  abideth  for  ever. 

2  As  the  mountains  are  round  about  Jerusalem,  so  the  Lord  is  round 

about  his  people 
From  henceforth  even  for  ever. 

3  For  the  rod  of  the  wicked  shall  not  rest 
Upon  the  lot  of  the  righteous  ; 

Lest  the  righteous  put  forth 
Their  hands  unto  iniquity. 

4  Do  good^  0  Lord,  unto  those  that  he  good, 
And  to  them  that  are  upright  in  their  hearts. 

6  As  for  such  as  turn  aside  unto  their  crooked  ways, 
The  Lord  shall  lead  them  forth  with  the  workers  of  iniquity : 
But  peace  shall  be  upon  Israel. 


Ps.  CXXVII.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  165 

i^alm  126. 

A  Song  of  degrees. 

WHEN  the  Lord  tur-ned  again  the  captivity/  of  Zion, 
We  were  like  tliem  that  dream. 

2  Then  ivas  our  mouth  filled  with  laughter, 
And  our  tongue  with  singing : 

Then  said  they  among  the  heathen, 

The  LoBD  hath  done  great  things  for  them. 

3  The  Lord  hath  done  great  things  for  us ; 
Whereof  we  are  glad. 

*  Turn  again  our  captivity,  0  Lord, 
As  the  streams  in  the  south. 

5  They  that  sow  in  tears 
Shall  reap  in  joy. 

6  He  that  goeth  forth  and  weepeth, 
Bearing  precious  seed, 

Shall  doubtless  come  again  -with  rejoicing, 
Bringing  his  sheaves  with  him. 

iisnlitt  127. 

A  Song  of  degrees  for  Solomon. 

EXCEPT  the  Lord  build  the  house, 
They  labour  in  vain  that  build  it : 
Except  the  Lord  heep  the  city, 
The  watchman  waketh  but  in  vain. 
2  Lt  is  vain  for  you  to  rise  up  early, 
To  sit  up  late, 

To  eat  the  bread  of  sorroius  : 
For  so  he  giveth  his  beloved  sleep. 


166  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CXXIX 

3  Zo,  children  are  an  heritage  of  the  Lord: 

And  the  fruit  of  the  womb  is  his  reward. 
*  As  arrows  are  in  the  hand  of  a  mighty  man  ; 

So  are  children  of  the  youth. 
5  Ha])2:)y  is  the  man 

That  hath  his  quiver  full  of  them: 

They  shall  not  be  ashamed, 

But  they  shall  speak  with  the  enemies  in  the  gate. 

g^atm  128. 

A  Sonj;  of  degrees. 

BLESSED  is  every  one  that  fear  eth  the  Lord  ; 
That  walketh  in  his  ways. 

2  For  thou  shalt  eat  the  labour  of  thine  hands : 
Happy  shalt  thou  be,  and  it  shall  be  well  with  thee. 

3  Thy  wife  shall  be  as  a  fruitful  vine 
By  the  side  of  thine  house: 

Thy  children  like  olive-plants 
Kound  about  thy  table. 

^  Behold,  that  thus  shall  the  man  he  blessed 
Thatfeareth  the  Lord. 

5  The  LoKD  shall  bless  thee  out  of  Zion  : 
And  thou  shalt  see  the  good  of  Jerusalem 
All  the  days  of  thy  life. 

6  Yea,  thou  shalt  see  thy  children's  children, 
And  peace  upon  Israel. 

gsialm  129. 

A  Song  of  degrees. 

MANY  a  time  have  they  afflicted  me  from  my  youth, 
May  Israel  now  say : 
2  Many  a  time  have  they  afflicted  me  from  my  youth : 
Yet  they  have  not  prevailed  against  me. 


Ps.  CXXX.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  167 

3  The i^tlougJiers  'plouglied  upon  itny  hack: 
They  made  long  their  furrows. 

4  The  Lord  is  righteous : 

He  hath  cut  asunder  the  cords  of  the  wicked. 

5  JLet  them  all  he  confounded 

And  turned  back  that  hate  Zion. 

6  Let  them  he  as  the  grass  upon  the  house-tops^ 
"Which  withereth  afore  it  groweth  up  : 

7  Wherewith  the  mower  filleth  not  his  hand ; 
Kor  he  that  bindetli  sheaves  his  bosom. 
Neither  do  they  ivhich  go  hy  say, 

The  blessing  of  the  Lord  be  upon  you: 
We  bless  you  in  the  name  of  the  Loed. 


^mm  130. 

A  Song  of  degrees. 

OUT  of  the  depths  have  I  cried  unto  thee,  0  Lord. 

2  Lord,  hear  my  voice : 

Let  thine  ears  be  attentive 

To  the  voice  of  my  supplications. 

3  Lfthou,  Lord,  shoiddest  mark  iniquities, 

0  LoKD,  who  shall  stand  ? 

*  But  there  is  forgiveness  with  thee, 
That  thou  mayest  be  feared. 

5  L  wait  for  the  Lord, 
My  soul  doth  wait, 

And  in  his  word  do  I  hope. 

6  My  soul  waiteth  for  the  Lord 

More  than  they  that  watch  for  the  morning: 

1  say,  more  than  they  that  watch  for  the  morning. 


168  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CXXXIL 

7  Let  Israel  hope  in  the  Lord  : 

For  with  the  Loed  there  is  mercy, 
And  with  him  is  plenteous  redemption. 

8  And  he  shall  redeem  Israel 
From  all  his  iniquities. 

g^alm  131. 

A  Song  of  degrees  of  David. 

LORD^  my  heart  is  not  haughty^ 
!Nor  mine  eyes  lofty : 

Neither  do  I  exercise  myself  in  great  matters, 
Or  in  things  too  high  for  me. 
^  Surely  I  have  behaved  and  quieted  myself, 
As  a  child  that  is  weaned  of  his  mother: 
My  soul  is  even  as  a  weaned  child. 

3  Let  Israel  hope  in  the  Lord 
From  henceforth  and  for  ever. 

g0lm  132. 

A  Song  of  degrees. 

LORD,  remember  David, 

And  all  his  afflictions  : 
2  How  he  sware  unto  the  Lord, 

And  vov^^ed  unto  the  mighty  God  of  Jacob ; 
8  Surely  I  will  not  come  into  the  tabernacle  of  my  house, 

Nor  go  up  into  my  bed ; 

4  /  will  not  give  sleep  to  mine  eyes, 
Or  slumber  to  mine  eyelids, 

5  Until  I  find  out  a  place  for  the  Lord, 

An  habitation  for  the  mighty  God  of  Jacob. 

6  Lo,  we  heard  of  it  at  Ephratah: 

We  found  it  in  the  fields  of  the  wood. 

7  We  will  go  into  his  tabernacles : 
We  will  worship  at  his  foot-stool. 


Ps.  CXXXIII.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  169 

8  Arise^  0  Lord,  into  thy  rest ; 
Thou,  and  the  ark  of  thy  strength. 

9  Let  thy  priests  he  clothed  with  righteousness  ; 
And  let  thy  saints  shout  for  joy. 

10  For  thy  servant  David's  sake 

Turn  not  away  the  face  of  thine  anointed. 

11  The  Lord  hath  sworn  in  truth  unto  David  ; 
He  will  not  turn  from  it ; 

Of  the  fruit  of  thy  body 
Will  I  set  upon  thy  throne. 

12  If  thy  children  will  keep  my  covenant 
And  my  testimony  that  I  shall  teach  them, 

Their  children  also  shall  sit  upon  thy  throne  for  evermore. 

13  For  the  Lord  hath  chosen  Zion  ; 

He  hath  desired  it  for  his  habitation. 
1*  This  is  my  rest  for  ever : 

Here  will  I  dwell ;  for  I  have  desired  it. 

15  I  luill  abundantly  bless  her  provision : 
I  will  satisfy  her  poor  with  bread. 

16  J  will  also  clothe  her  priests  with  salvation : 
And  her  saints  shall  shout  aloud  for  joy. 

17  There  will  I  make  the  horn  of  David  to  bud  ; 
I  have  ordained  a  lamp  for  mine  anointed. 

18  His  enemies  will  I  clothe  with  shame: 

But  upon  himself  shall  his  crown  flourish. 


i^Htm  133. 

A  Song  of  degrees  of  David. 

BEHOLD^  how  good  and  how  pleasant  it  is 
For  brethren  to  dwell  together  in  unity. 
2  It  is  like  the  precious  ointment  upon  the  head^ 
That  ran  down  upon  the  beard,  even  Aaron'' s  heard: 
That  went  down  to  the  skirts  of  his  garments ; 


170  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  fPs.  CXXXV. 

3  As  the  deio  of  Hervixon^ 
And  as  the  dew  that  descended  upon  the  mountains  of  Zion : 
For  there  the  Lord  commanded  the  blessing^ 
Even  life  for  evermore. 


WnXm  134. 

A  Sons  of  degrees. 

BEHOLD,  bless  ye  the  Lord^  all  ye  servants  of  the  LoRD^ 
Which  by  night  stand  in  the  Irouse  of  the  Lord. 

2  Lift  up  your  hands  in  the  sanctuary, 
And  bless  the  Lord. 

3  The  Lord  that  made  heaven  and  earth 
Bless  thee  out  of  Zion. 

i^altw  135. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord. 

Praise  ye  the  name  of  the  Lord. 

Praise  him,  O  ye  servg-nts  of  the  Lord. 

2  Ye  thai  stand  in  the  house  of  the  Lord, 
In  the  courts  of  the  house  of  our  God, 

3  Praise  the  Lord  ;  for  the  Lord  is  good: 

Sing  praises  unto  his  name ;  for  it  is  pleasant. 

4  For  the  Lord  hath  chosen  Jacob  unto  himself 
And  Israel  for  his  peculiar  treasure. 

6  For  Iknoiu  that  the  LoRD  is  great, 
And  that  our  Lord  is  above  all  gods. 

6  Whatsoever  the  TjORD  2')leased,  that  did  he 
In  heaven,  and  in  earth, 

In  the  seas,  and  all  deep  places. 

7  He  causeth  the  vapours  to  ascend  from  the  ends  of  the  earth  ; 
He  maketh  lightnings  for  the  rain  ; 

He  bringeth  the  wind  out  of  his  treasuries. 


Ps.  CXXXV.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  171 

8  Who  smote  the  first-horn  of  Egypt^ 

Both  of  man  and  beast : 
^  Who  sent  tokens  and  iconclers 

Into  the  midst  of  thee,  0  Egypt, 

Upon  Pharaoh,  and  upon  all  his  servants : 

10  Who  smote  great  nations, 
And  slew  mighty  kings ; 

11  Sihon  hing  of  the  Amorites, 
And  Og  king  of  Bashan, 

And  all  the  kingdoms  of  Canaan : 

12  And  gave  their  land  for  an  heritage, 
An  heritage  unto  Israel  his  people, 

13  Thy  name,  0  Lord,  endurelh  for  ever  ; 

And  thy  memorial,  O  Lord,  throughout  all  generations. 
1^  For  the  Lord  ivill  judge  his  people. 

And  he  will  repent  himself  concerning  his  servants. 

15  The  idols  of  the  heathen  are  silver  and  gold, 
The  work  of  men's  hands. 

16  They  have  mouths,  but  they  sjxak  not; 
Eyes  have  they,  but  they  see  not ; 

17  They  have  ears,  hut  they  hear  not ; 
!N"either  is  there  any  breath  in  their  mouths. 

18  They  that  make  thein  are  like  unto  them: 
So  is  every  one  that  trusteth  in  them. 

19  Bless  the  Lord,  0  house  of  Israel: 
Bless  the  Lord,  O  house  of  Aaron : 

20  Bless  the  Lord,  0  house  of  Levi : 

Ye  that  fear  the  Lord,  bless  the  Lord. 

21  Blessed  he  the  Lord  out  of  Zion, 
Which  dwelletb  at  Jerusalem. 
Praise  ye  the  Lord, 


172  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CXXXVI, 


lisalm  136. 

0  GIVE  thanhs  unto  the  Lord ;  for  he  is  good: 
For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

2  0  give  thanks  unto  the  God  of  gods 
For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

3  0  give  thanks  to  the  Lord  of  lords  : 
For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

4  To  him  ivho  alone  doeth  great  wonders: 
For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

6  To  him  that  by  loisdom  made  the  heavens: 
For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

6  To  him  that  stretched  out  the  earth  above  the  waters: 
For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

7  To  him  that  made  great  lights : 
For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever : 

8  The  sun  to  rule  by  day : 

For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever : 

9  The  moon  and  stars  to  rule  by  night: 
For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

10  To  him  that  smote  Egypt  in  their  first-born : 
For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever : 

11  And  brought  out  Israel  from,  among  them: 
For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever : 

12  With  a  strong  hand,  and  luith  a  stretched-out  arm : 
For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

13  To  him  which  divided  the  Red  sea  into  parts: 
For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever : 

1*  And  made  Israel  to  pass  through  the  midst  of  it: 

For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever : 
16  But  overthrew  Pharaoh  and  his  host  in  the  Red  sea . 

For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 


Ps.  CXXXVIL]  THE    BOOK    OF    PSALMS.  173 

16  To  him  which  led  his  'peo'ple  through  the  wilderness: 
For  his  mercy  enduretli  for  ever. 

17  To  him  which  smote  great  kings: 
For  Lis  mercy  enduretli  for  ever. 

18  And  slew  famous  kings: 

For  liis  mercy  enduretli  for  ever : 

19  Sihon  king  of  the  Amorites: 

For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever : 

20  And  Og  the  king  of  Bashan: 

For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever : 

21  And  gave  their  land  for  an  heritage: 
For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever : 

22  Ecen  an  heritage  unto  Israel  his  servant: 
For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

23  Who  remembered  us  in  our  low  estate: 
For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever : 

24  Alvl  hath  redeemed  its  from,  our  enemies: 
For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

25  Who  givethfood  to  all  flesh: 

For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

26  0  give  thanks  unto  the  God  of  heaven: 
For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 


^tnux  137. 

BY  the  rivers  of  Babylon^  there  we  sat  down, 
Yea,  we  wept,  when  we  remembered  Zion. 

2  We  hanged  our  harps  upon  the  willoius 
In  the  midst  thereof, 

3  For  there  they  that  carried  us  away  captive  required  of  us  a  song  ; 
And  they  that  wasted  us  required  of  us  mirth,  saying,  Sing  us  one 

of  the  songs  of  Zion. 


174  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CXXXVIIl. 

*  How  shall  ive  sing  the  Lord's  song  in  a  strange  land  f 
5  If  I  forget  thee,  O  Jerusalem, 

Let  my  right  hand  forget  her  cunning. 
^  If  I  do  not  remember  thee, 

Let  my  tongue  cleave  to  the  roof  of  my  mouth  ; 

If  I  prefer  not  Jerusalem 

Above  mj  chief  joy. 

7  Remember,  0  Lord,  the  children  of  Edom 
In  the  day  of  Jerusalem  ; 

Who  said,  Rase  it, 

Kase  it,  even  to  the  foundation  thereof. 

8  0  daughter  of  Babylon,  who  art  to  be  destroyed  ;  happy  shall  he  be,  tJiai 

reivardeth  thee 
As  thou  hast  served  us. 

9  Happy  shall  he  be  that  taJceth  and  dasheth  thy  little  ones 
Against  the  stones. 


i^alttt  138. 

A  Psalm  of  David. 

/  WILL  praise  thee  with  my  whole  heart: 
Before  the  gods  will  I  sing  praise  unto  thee. 

2  I  will  worship  toward  thy  holy  temple, 
And  praise  thy  name 

For  thy  loving-kindness  and  for  thy  truth: 

For  thou  hast  magnified  thy  word  above  all  thy  name. 

3  In  the  day  ivhen  I  cried  thou  answeredst  me. 

And  strengthenedst  me  with  strength  in  my  soul. 

^  All  the  Icings  of  the  earth  shall  praise  thee,  0  Lord, 
When  they  hear  the  words  of  thy  mouth. 

B  Yea,  they  shall  sing  in  the  ways  of  the  Lord: 
For  great  is  the  glory  of  the  Lokd. 


Ps.  CXXXIX.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  175 

6  Though  the  Lord  he  high,  yet  hath  he  respect  unto  the  loivly : 
But  the  proud  be  knoweth  afar  off. 

7  Though  I  walk  in  the  midst  of  trouble 
Thou  wilt  revive  me : 

Thou  shalt  stretch  forth  thine  hand  against  the  wrath  of  mine  enemies^ 
And  thy  right  hand  shall  save  me. 

8  The  Lord  will  perfect  that  luhich  concerneth  me: 
Thy  mercy,  0  Lord,  endureth  for  ever: 
Forsake  not  the  works  of  thine  own  hands. 


i^alm  139. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  A  Psalm  of  David. 

0  LORD,  thou  hast  searched  me,  and  known  me. 

2  Thou  knowest  'my  down-sitting  and  mine  up-rising  ; 
Thou  understandest  my  thought  afar  off. 

3  Thou  compassest  my  path  and  my  lying  down, 
And  art  acquainted  with  all  my  ways. 

*  For  there  is  not  a  word  in  my  tongue, 
But  lo,  O  Lord,  thou  knowest  it  altogether. 

5  Thou  hast  beset  me  behind  and  before, 
And  laid  thine  hand  upon  me. 

6  /Such  knoiuledge  is  too  wonderful  for  me  j 
It  is  high,  I  cannot  attain  unto  it. 

7  Whither  shall  T  go  from  thy  Spirit  f 

Or  whither  shall  I  flee  from  thy  presence  ? 

8  If  I  ascend  up  into  heaven,  thou  art  there: 

If  I  make  my  bed  in  hell,  behold,  thou  art  there. 

9  Tf  I  take  the  ivings  of  the  morning, 

And  dwell  in  the  uttermost  parts  of  the  sea ; 

10  Even  there  shcdl  thy  hand  lead  me, 
And  thy  right  hand  shall  hold  me. 

11  Jf  I  say.  Surely  the  darkness  shall  cover  me  ; 
Even  the  night  shall  be  light  about  me. 


17G  THE     BOOK     OF    F  S  A  L  31 S .  [Ps.  CXXXIX 

12  Yea,  the  darkness  hidcih  not  from  thee; 
But  the  night  shineth  as  the  (.lay  : 

The  darkness  and  the  light  are  both  alike  to  thee. 

13  For  thou  hast  possessed  my  reins: 

Thou  hast  covered  me  in  my  mother's  womb. 

14  I IV  ill  praise  thee; 

For  I  am  fearfully  and  wonderfully  made : 

Marvellous  are  thy  ivories  ; 

And  that  my  soul  knoweth  right  well. 

15  My  substance  was  not  hid  from  thee, 
When  I  was  made  in  secret, 

And  curiously  wrought  in  the  lowest  parts  of  the  earth. 

16  Thine  eyes  did  see  my  srd>stance,  yet  being  imperfect ; 
And  in  thy  book  all  my  members  were  written, 
Which  in  continuance  ivere  fashione,d, 

When  as  yet  there  was  none  of  them. 

17  How  j^recious  also  are  thy  thoughts  unto  me,  0  God  ! 
How  great  is  the  sum  of  them  ! 

18  ]f  I  should  count  them,  they  are  more  in  number  than  the  sand : 
When  I  awake,  I  am  still  with  thee. 

19  Surely  thou  wilt  slay  the  wicked,  0  God  : 
Depart  from  me  therefore,  ye  bloody  men. 

20  For  tJiey  sjieak  against  thee  wickedly. 

And  thine  enemies  take  thy  name  in  vain. 

21  Do  not  I  hate  them,  0  Lobd,  that  hate  iJiee? 

And  am  not  I  grieved  with  those  that  rise  up  against  thee? 

22  I liate  them  with  'perfect  hatred: 
I  count  them  mine  enemies. 

23  Search  me,  0  God,  and  know  my  heart: 
Try  me,  and  know  my  thoughts : 

24  And  see  if  there  be  any  ivicked  way  in  me, 
And  lead  me  in  the  way  everlasting. 


Ps.  CXL.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS,  177 


i.$alm  140. 

To  the  chief  Musician,  A  Psalm  of  David. 

DELIVER  7ne,  0  Lord,  from  the  evil  man: 
Preserve  me  from  tlie  violent  man. 

2  Which  imarjine  inischief6  in  their  heart,' 
Continually  are  they  gathered  together  for  war. 

3  They  have  sharpened  their  tongues  like  a  serpent; 
Adders'  poison  is  under  their  lips.     [Seiah.] 

*  Keep  7«e,  0  Lord,  from  the  hands  of  the  ivicked  ; 
Preserve  me  from  the  violent  man  ; 
Who  have  purposed  to  overthrow  my  goings. 

5  The  proud  have  hid  a  snare  for  me,  and  cords; 
Theij  have  spread  a  net  by  the  ivay  side  ; 

They  have  set  gins  for  me.     [Seiah] 

6  I  said  unto  the  Lord^  Thou  art  my  God : 
Hear  the  voice  of  my  supplications,  O  Loed. 

■^  0  God  the  Lord,  the  strength  of  my  salvation, 
Thou  hast  covered  my  head  in  the  day  of  battle. 

8  Grant  not,  0  Lord,  the  desires  of  the  wicked: 

Further  not  his  wicked  device ;  lest  they  exalt  themselves.     [Seiah.] 

9  As  for  the  head  of  those  that  compass  me  about, 
Let  the  mischief  of  their  own  lips  cover  them. 

10  Let  burning  coals  fall  upon  them  ; 
Let  them  be  cast  into  the  fire  ; 
Into  deep  pits. 

That  they  rise  not  up  again. 

11  Let  not  an  evil  speaker  be  established  in  the  earth : 
Evil  shall  hunt  the  violent  man  to  overthrow  him. 

12  I  know  that  the  Lord  will  maintain  the  cause  cf  the  afflicted, 
And  the  right  of  the  poor. 

13  Surely  the  righteous  shall  give  thanks  unto  thy  name: 
The  upright  shall  dwell  in  thy  presence. 


178  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CXLI. 

i^ttlm  141. 

A  Psalm  of  David. 

LORD,  I  cry  unto  ifiee:  make  haste  unto  me; 

Give  ear  unto  my  voice,  when  I  cry  unto  thee.  ' 

2  Let  my  prayer  he  set  forth  before  thee  as  incense ; 

And  the  lifting  up  of  my  hands  as  the  evening  sacrifice. 

3  Set  a  watch,  0  Lord,  before  my  mouth  ; 
Keep  the  door  of  my  lips. 

*  Incline  not  my  heart  to  any  evil  thing, 
To  practise  wicked  works  with  men  that  work  iniquity : 
And  let  me  not  eat  of  their  dainties. 

5  Let  the  righteous  smite  me  ; 
It  shall  be  a  kindness : 
And  let  him  reprove  me  ; 

It  shall  be  an  excellent  oil,  which  shall  not  break  my  head : 
For  yet  my  prayer  also  shall  he  in  their  calamities. 

6  When  their  judges  are  overthrown  in  stony  places, 
They  shall  hear  my  words ;  for  they  are  sweet. 

7  Our  hones  are  scattered  at  the  gravis  mouth. 

As  when  one  cutteth  and  cleaveth  wood  upon  the  earth. 

8  But  mine  eyes  are  unto  thee,  0  God  the  Lord ; 

In  thee  is  my  trust ;  leave  not  my  soul  destitute. 

9  Keep  me  from  the  snare  luhich  they  have  Id  id  for  me, 
And  the  gins  of  the  workers  of  iniquity. 

10  Let  the  wicked  fall  into  their  own  nets, 
Whilst  that  I  withal  escape. 


Ps.  CXLIII.]  THE    BOOK     OF    FSALMS.  179 


i^ialm  142. 

Maschil  of  David ;  A  Prayer  when  he  was  in  the  cave. 

/  CRIED  unto  the  Lord  with  my  voice  ; 

"With  m}'^  voice  unto  the  Lord  did  I  make  my  supplication. 

2  I  poured  out  my  complaint  hefore  livm  ; 
I  shewed  before  him  my  trouble. 

3  When  my  spirit  was  overwhelmed  vsilhin  me, 
Then  thou  knewest  my  path. 

In  the  ivay  wherein  I  walked 

Have  they  privily  laid  a  snare  for  me. 

4  Hooked  on  my  right  hand,  and  heheld,  hut  there  was  no  man  that  would 

know  me: 
Refuge  failed  me  ;  no  man  cared  for  my  soul. 

5  I  cried  unto  thee,  0  Lord: 
I  said,  Thou  art  my  refuge 

And  my  portion  in  the  land  of  the  living. 

6  Attend  unto  my  cry  ; 

For  I  am  brought  very  low  : 
Deliver  'me  from  my  'persecutors  ; 
For  they  are  stronger  than  I. 

7  Bring  'my  soul  out  of  prison, 
That  I  may  praise  thy  name : 

The  righteous  shall  compass  me  ahout ; 
For  thou  shalt  deal  bountifully  with  me. 


i^alm  143. 

A  Psalm  of  David. 

HEAR  my  prayer,  0  Lord, 
Give  ear  to  my  supplications  : 
In  thy  faithfulness  answer  me, 
And  in  thy  righteousness. 


180  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CXLIIL 

2  And  enter  not  into  judgment  ivith  thy  servant: 
For  in  thy  sight  shall  no  man  living  be  justified. 

3  For  the  enemy  liath persecuted  my  soul; 

He  hath  smitten  my  life  down  to  the  ground ; 
He  halh  made  me  to  divell  in  darkness, 
As  those  that  have  been  long  dead. 

4  Therefore  is  my  spirit  overwhelmed  iviOdn  me ,' 
My  h^art  witliin  me  is  desolate. 

5  I  remember  the  days  of  old, 
I  meditate  on  all  thy  luorks  ; 

I  muse  on  the  work  of  thy  hands. 

6  I  str  etc] I  forth  my  hands  unto  thee: 

My  soul  thirsteth  after  thee,  as  a  thirsty  lancl.     [Seiah.] 

7  Hear  me  speeddy,  0  Lord  ;  my  spirit  faileth : 
Hide  not  thy  face  from  me, 

Lest  I  be  like  unto  them  that  go  down  into  the  pit. 

8  Cause  me  to  hear  thy  loviny-hindness  in  the  morning ; 
For  in  thee  do  I  trust : 

Cause  me  to  Icnoiu  the  ivay  ivherein  I sliould  luallc; 
For  I  lift  up  my  soul  unto  thee. 

9  Deliver  me,  0  Lord,  from  mine  enemies  ; 
I  flee  unto  thee  to  hide  me. 

10  Teach  me  to  do  thy  loill ; 
For  thou  art  my  God: 

Thy  Spirit  is  good  ;  lead  me  into  the  land  of  uprightness. 

11  Quicken  me,  0  Lord,  for  thy  name's  sake: 

For  thy  righteousness'  sake  bring  my  soul  out  of  trouble. 

12  And  of  thy  mercy  cut  off  mine  enemies. 
And  destroy  all  them  that  afflict  my  soul : 
For  I  am  thy  servant. 


Ps.  CXLIV.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  181 

i^alm  144. 

A  Psalm  of  David. 

BLESSED  he  the  Lord  my  strength^  which  ieacheth  my  hands  to  war, 
And  my  iingers  to  fight. 

2  My  goodness,  and  my  fortress  ; 

My  high  tower,  and  my  dehverer ; 
My  shield,  and  he  in  whom  I  trust ; 
Who  snbdueth  my  people  under  me. 

3  Lord,  what  is  man,  that  thou  takest  Icnoivledge  ofliim! 
Or  the  son  of  man,  that  thou  makest  account  of  him ! 

4  Man  is  like  to  vanity  : 

His  days  are  as  a  shadow  that  passeth  away 

6  Bolo  thine  heavens,  0  IjORD,  and  come  down: 
Touch  the  mountains,  and  they  shall  smoke. 

6  Cast  forth  liglilning,  and  scatter  them: 
Shoot  out  thine  arrows,  and  destroy  them. 

7  Send  thine  hand  from  above  ; 

Rid  me,  and  deliver  me  out  of  great  ivaters, 
From  the  hand  of  strange  children ; 

8  Whose  mouth  speaketh  vanity, 

And  their  right  hand  is  a  right  hand  of  falsehood. 

9  I ivill  sing  a  new  song  tmto  thee,  0  God: 

Upon  a  psaltery  and  an  instrument  of  ten  strings  will  I  sing  praises 
unto  thee. 

10  It  is  he  that  giveth  salvation  unto  kings: 

"Who  delivereth  David  his  servant  from  the  hurtful  sword. 

11  Rid  me,  and  deliver  me  from  the  hand  of  strange  children, 
Whose  7nouth  speaketh  vanity, 

And  their  right  hand  is  a  right  hand  of  falsehood  : 


183  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CXLV. 

12  Tliat  our  sons  may  he  as  plants  grown  iqo  in  their  youth ; 

That  our  daughters  may  be  as   coruer-stones,  polished    after  the 
similitude  of  a  palace ; 

13  That  our  garners  may  be  full, 
Affording  all  manner  of  store  ;     • 
That  our  sheej)  may  bring  forth  thousands 
And  ten  thousands  in  our  streets : 

14  That  our  oxen  may  be  strong  to  labour  ;  that  there  be  no  breaking  in,  nor 

going  out ; 
That  there  be  no  complaining  in  our  streets. 

15  Happy  is  that  people,  that  is  in  such  a  case: 

Yea,  happy  is  that  people,  whose  God  is  the  Lord. 


i^atm  145. 

David's  Psalm  of  praise. 

/  WILL  extol  thee,  my  God,  0  King  ; 

And  I  will  bless  thy  name  for  ever  and  ever. 

2  Ecery  day  ivill  I  bless  thee  ; 

And  I  w^ill  praise  thy  name  for  ever  and  ever. 

3  Great  is  the  Lord^  and  greatly,  to  be  praised  ; 
And  liis  greatness  is  unsearchable. 

*  One  generation  shall  piraise  thy  loorlcs  to  another, 
And  shall  declare  thy  mighty  acts. 

5  /  will  speak  of  the  glorious  honour  of  thy  majesty, 
And  of  thy  wondrous  works. 

6  And  men  shall  speak  of  the  might  of  thy  terrible  acts ; 
And  I  will  declare  thy  greatness. 

7  Jliey  shall  abundantly  utter  the  memory -of  thy  great  goodness, 
And  shall  sing  of  thy  righteousness. 


8  The  Lord  is  gracious,  and  full  of  compassion  ; 
Slow  to  anger,  and  of  great  mercy. 


Ps.  CXLVI.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS,  183 

9  The  Lord  is  good  to  all: 
And  his  tender  mercies  are  over  all  liis  works. 

10  All  thy  ivorks  shall  praise  thee,  0  Lord  ; 
And  thy  saints  shall  bless  thee. 

11  They  shall  speak  of  the  glory  of  thy  hingdom, 
And  talk  of  thy  power ; 

12  To  make  known  to  the  sons  of  men  his  mighty  acts, 
And  the  glorious  majesty  of  his  kingdom. 

13  Thy  kingdom  is  an  everlasting  kingdom, 

And  thy  dominion  endureth  throughout  all  generations. 

1*  The  Lord  upholdeth  all  that  fall, 

And  raisetli  up  all  those  that  be  bowed  down. 

15  The  eyes  of  all  wait  upon  thee; 

And  thou  givest  them  their  meat  in  due  season. 

16  Thou  openest  thine  hand, 

And  satisfiest  the  desire  of  every  living  thing. 

17  The  Lord  is  righteous  in  all  his  ways, 
And  holy  in  all  his  works. 

18  The  Lord  is  nigh  unto  all  them  that  call  upon  him, 
To  all  that  call  upon  him  in  truth. 

19  He  will  fulfil  the  desire  of  them  that  fear  him: 
He  also  will  hear  their  cry,  and  will  save  them. 

20  The  Lord preserveth  all  them  that  love  him:  , 
But  all  the  wicked  will  he  destroy. 

21  My  mouth  shall  speak  the  praise  of  the  Lord  : 

And  let  all  flesh  bless  his  holy  name  for  ever  and  ever. 


l^aJm  146. 

PRALSE  ye  the  Lord. 
Praise  the  Lord,  O  my  soul. 
2  While  Hive  will  I  praise  the  Lord: 
I  will  sing  praises  unto  my  God  while  I  have  any  bein^ 


184  THE     BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.   CXLVII. 

3  Put  not  your  trust  in  princes,  ' 

Nor  in  the  son  of  man,  in  whom  there  is  no  help. 

4  His  breath  goeth  forth,  lie  returneth  to  his  earth  ; 
In  that  very  day  his  thoughts  perish. 

5  Happy  is  he  that  hath  the  God  of  Jacob  for  his  help, 
Whose  liope  is  in  the  Lord  his  God  : 

6  Which  made  heaven,  and  earth,  the  sea,  and  all  that  therein  is : 
Which  keepeth  truth  for  ever : 

7  Which  executeth  jadgmeiit for  the  oppressed: 
Wliich  giveth  food  to  the  hungry. 

The  Lord  looseth  the  prisoners : 

8  The  Lord  openeth  the  e3'es  of  tlie  blind : 
The  Lord  raiseth  them  that  are  bowed  doiun: 
The  Lord  loveth  the  righteous : 

9  The  JjORD  preserveth  the  strangers  ; 

He  relieveth  the  fatherless  and  the  luidow : 
But  tlie  way  of  the  wicked  he  turnetli  npside  down. 
10  The  TjORD  shall  reign  for  ever. 

Even  thy  God,  O  Zion,  unto  all  generations. 
Pkaise  ye  the  Lord. 


gjsiiUm  147. 

PRAISE  ye  the  TjOrd: 

For  it  is  good  to  sing  praises  unto  our  God  ; 

For  it  is  pleasant  ; 

And  praise  is  comely. 

2  The  Lord  doth  build  up  Jerusalem : 

lie  gathered  together  the  outcasts  of  Israel. 

3  He  healeth  the  broken  in  heart, 
And  bindeth  up  their  wounds. 

*  He  telleth  the  number  of  the  stars  ; 
He  calleth  them  all  by  their  names. 


Ps.  CXLVII.]  THE    BOOK     OF    PSAL3IS.  185 

5  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  of  great  power : 
His  understanding  is  infinite. 

6  The  Lord  lifteth  up  the  meek: 

He  casteth  the  wicked  down  to  the  ground. 

7  Sing  unto  the  Lord  with  thanksgiving  ; 
Sing  praise  upon  the  harp  unto  our  God : 

8  Who  covereth  the  heaven  witJi  clouds, 
Who  prepareth  rain  for  the  earth, 

Who  maketli  grass  to  grow  upon  the  mountains. 

9  He  giveth  to  the  beast  his  food, 

And  to  the  young  ravens  which  cry. 

10  He  deUghieth  not  in  the  strength  of  the  horse: 
He  taketh  not  pleasure  in  the  legs  of  a  man, 

11  The  Lord  taketh  pleasure  in  them  that  fear  him. 
In  those  that  hope  in  his  mercy. 

12  Praise  the  Lord,  0  Jerusalem  ; 
Praise  tliy  God,  O  Zion. 

13  For  he  hath  streHgtliened  the  bars  of  thy  gaies  ; 
He  hath  blessed  thy  children  within  thee. 

1*  He  maketh  peace  in  thy  borders, 

And  filleth  thee  with  the  finest  of  the  wheat. 

15  He  sendeth  forth  his  commandment  upon  earth: 
His  word  runneth  very  swiftly. 

16  He  giveth  snow  like  wool: 

He  scattereth  the  hoa.r-frost  like  ashes. 

17  He  casteth  forth  his  ice  like  morsels: 
Who  can  stand  before  his  cold  ? 

18  He  sendeth  out  his  word,  and  melteih  them: 

He  causeth  his  wind  to  blow,  and  the  waters  flow. 

19  He  shciveih  his  ivord  unto  Jacob, 

His  statutes  and  his  judgments  unto  Israel. 

20  He  hath  not  dealt  so  luith  any  nation: 

And  as  for  his  judgments,  they  have  not  known  them. 
Peaise  ye  the  Loed. 


186  THE     BOOK     OF    PSAL2IS.  [Ps.  CXLVIII. 


i$alm  148. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord. 

Praise  ye  the  Lord  from  the  heavens: 

Praise  liiin  in  the  lieights. 

2  Praise  ye  him,  all  his  angels : 
Praise  ye  him,  all  his  hosts. 

3  Praise  ye  him,  sun  and  moon : 
Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light. 

*  Praise  him,  ye  heavens  of  heavens, 
And  ye  waters  that  be  above  the  heavens. 

6  Let  them  'praise  the  name  of  the  Lord: 
For  he  commanded,  and  they  were  created. 

6  He  hath  also  established  them  for  ever  and  ever : 
He  hath  made  a  decree  which  shall  not  pass. 

7  Praise  the  Lord  from  the  earth, 
Ye  dragons,  and  all  deeps. 

8  Fire,  and  hail ;  snow,  and  vapour: 
Stormy  wind  fulfilling  his  word  : 

9  Mountains,  and  all  hills ; 
Fruitful  trees,  and  all  cedars : 

10  Beasts,  and  all  cattle ; 
Creeping  things,  and  flying  fowl : 

11  Kings  of  the  earth,  and  all  people  ; 
Princes,  and  all  judges  of  the  eartli : 

12  Both  young  -men,  and  maidens  ; 
Old  men,  and  children  : 

13  Let  them  praise  the  name  of  the  Lord: 
For  his  name  alone  is  excellent; 

His  glory  is  above  the  earth  and  heaven. 
1*  He  also  exalteth  the  horn  of  his  people. 
The  praise  of  all  his  saints ; 


Ps.  CL.]  THE     BOOK     OF    PSAL3IS.  187 

Even  of  the  children  of  Israel^ 
A  people  near  unto  him. 
Praise  ye  the  Lokd. 


i^alm  149. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord. 

Sing  unto  the  Lord  a  new  song, 

And  his  praise  in  the  congregation  of  saints. 

2  Let  Israel  rejoice  in  him  that  made  him  : 

Let  the  children  of  Zion  be  joyful  in  their  King. 

3  Let  them  jyyciise  his  name  in  the  dance: 

Let  them  sing  praises  unto  him  with  the  timbrel  and  harp. 
*  Eor  the  Lord  taketh  2Jleasure  in  his  j^^oj^le : 
He  will  beautify  the  meek  with  salvation. 

5  Let  the  saints  he  joyful  in  glory : 

Let  them  sing  aloud  upon  their  beds. 

6  Let  the  high  'praises  of  God  he  in  their  mouth,, 
And  a  two-edged  sword  in  their  hand  ; 

7  To  execute  vengeance  ujMn  the  heathen, 
And  punishments  upon  the  people ; 

8  To  bind  their  kings  with  chains, 

And  their  nobles  with  fetters  of  iron  ; 

9  To  execute  upon  them  the  judgment  written: 
This  honour  have  all  his  saints. 
Pkaise  ye  the  Lokd. 


i^atm  150. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord. 
Praise  Ood  in  his  sanctuary : 
Praise  him  in  the  firmament  of  his  power. 
2  Praise  him  for  his  m.ighty  acts : 
Praise  him  according  to  his  excellent  greatness. 


188  THE    BOOK     OF    PSALMS.  [Ps.  CL. 

3  Praise  him  wiili  Vie  sound  of  the  trumpet: 
Praise  him  with  the  psaltery  and  harp. 

4  Praise  lain  loitJi  the  timbrel  and  dance: 

Praise  hiin  with  stringed  instruments  and  organs. 
6  Praise  him  upon  the  loud  cymbals: 

Praise  him  upon  the  high-sounding  cymbals. 
6  Let  everything  that  hath  breath  praise  the  Lord. 

PeaIse  ye  tue  Loed. 


SONGS  OF  CHRISTIAN  PRAISE 


WITH  MUSIC 


MAl^UAL     OF     WORSHIP 


PUBLIC,  SOCIAL  A]ND  PRIVATE  DEVOTIOiX 


SELECTED  AND  ARRANGED  BT 

REV.    CHARLES    H.    RICHARDS 
/ 


^' Let  everything  that  liath  hrcath  praise  the  Lord.' 


TAINTOR    BROTHERS,    MERRILL    &    CO, 

758  Broadway,  New  Yokk. 

1883. 


Copyright,  1880,  by  Taintor  Brothkrs,  Merrill  6t  Co. 


Smith  &  McDougal,  Electrotypers,  82  Beekman  St.,  N.  Y. 


PREFACE. 


n|"^0  secure  the  active  participation  of  an  entire  congregation  in  public  worship,  there  must 
-^  be  an  abundance  of  books.  The  people's  Book  of  Worship,  then,  ought  to  be  a  compact 
hand-book,  small  enough  to  carry  and  hold  easily,  cheap  enough  for  everybody  to  buy,  good 
enough  to  satisfy  a  high  and  cultivated  taste,  and  containing  within  its  lids  everything  needed 
for  use  in  public  worship.  To  meet  this  need  this  Manual  has  been  prepared.  Attention  is 
called  to  some  of  its  especial  features. 

1.  The  Hymns. — In  a  wide  correspondence  with  representative  ministers  of  many  States, 
not  one  was  found  who  used  more  than  three  hundred  hymns  in  his  work.  It  is  probable  that 
hardly  any  congregation  in  the  country  uses  a  larger  number  than  this,  though  it  may  use  a 
book  containing  five  times  as  many.  By  a  rigid  process  of  exclusion  the  number  in  this  book 
has  been  reduced  to  six  hundred  and  sixty.  While  it  is  probable  that  some  will  look  in  vain 
in  these  pages  for  some  old  or  new  favorite,  it  is  believed  that  this  number  is  ample  for  all 
purposes  of  Christian  worship. 

The  aim  of  the  compiler  has  been  to  gather  in  this  volume  the  best  religious  lyrics  of  our 
language.  Merely  didactic  hymns  have  been  excluded,  being  considered  as  having  no 
place  in  the  outbreathing  of  devout  feeling.  Yet  it  is  believed  that  every  evangelical  doctrine, 
and  every  mood  of  Christian  experience,  will  find  its  lyrical  counterpart  here.  Here  are  not 
only  old  hymns,  hallowed  by  a  thousand  sacred  memories,  but  many  of  the  best  English  and 
German  hymns  of  recent  use.  Special  prominence  has  been  given  to  Hymns  of  Praise,  as 
the  title  implies,  and  if  this  gives  rather  a  jubilant  tone  to  the  book,  it  will  not  be  regretted. 
The  classification  is  practical  rather  than  theological,  and  effort  has  been  made  to  provide 
amply  for  special  occasions,  as  Morning  and  Evening,  Social  Worship,  etc.  By  the  running 
index  at  the  top  of  each  page  one  oan  turn  easily  to  the  hymns  that  sing  of  Prayer,  Invita- 
tion, Christian  Activity,  Children's  Praise,  etc. 

2.  The  Tunes. — Here  the  aim  has  been  twofold  :  to  have  tunes  that  people  enjoy,  and  wiU 
sing  gladly  and  heartily  ;  and  of  such  high  character  that  they  are  worth  singing,  and  will 
wear  well  on  account  of  their  intrinsic  musical  merit.  A  large  number  are,  of  course, 
old  tunes,  dear  to  the  heart  of  the  Church,  and  these  are  usually  wedded  by  long  asso- 
ciation to  old  and  favorite  hymns.  But  many  are  comparatively  new.  An  unusual  pro- 
portion of  the  best  tunes  of  English  and  German  composers  will  be  found  here,  and  such 
writers  as  Dykes,  Barnby,  Sullivan,  Calkin,  Gauntlett,  Stainer,  and  others,  have  been  largely 
drawn  upon.  In  some  of  these  tunes  the  harmony  will  be  found  somewhat  more  difBcult  than 
common,  but  it  can  be  readily  mastered  with  a  little  effort  on  the  part  of  organist  or  choir ; 
and  the  melody  is  nearly  always  easy  and  quickly  learned  by  a  congregation.  Experience 
shows  that  with  practice  these  noble  tunes  rapidly  become  favorites,  and  prove  to  be  the  most 
elevating  and  inspiring  Gospel  songs. 


iv  PREFACE. 

3.  The  Chaj^ts. — The  Psalms  and  Doxologies,  that  for  centuries  have  been  sung  in  this 
way,  arc  here  set  to  music  by  the  best  ancient  and  modern  composers.  It  is  hoped  that  they 
will  be  freely  used,  not  only  by  choirs,  but  by  whole  congregations.  This  can  be  done  with  a 
little  practice,  and  by  observing  the  following  rule  : 

The  syllable  printed  in  italics  denotes  the  place  of  the  accent.  All  the  syllables  preceding 
the  accentuated  syllable  are  to  be  recited  on  the  pitch  indicated.  Sing  the  accentuated  sylla- 
ble, giving  it  (and  the  syllables  after  it  before  the  bar)  the  time  of  a  half  note  at  least. 
All  the  remaining  syllables  oi"  a  part  are  to  be  sung  to  the  notes,  and  in  the  lime,  indicated 
in  the  cadence.    No  pause  is  to  be  mad^  in  a  part  except  at  punctuation  marks. 

If  a  congregation  be  trained  to  recite  naturally,  promptly,  and  all  together,  and  to  take  the 
cadence  in  its  proper  time,  chanting  will  be  found  one  of  the  most  eflTective  aids  to  worship. 

Acknowledgments  are  due  to  Dr.  Ray  Palmer,  Dr.  C.  S.  Robinson,  Bishop  A.  C.  Coxe,  Dr.  H. 
D.  Ganse,  Dr.  S.  P.  Smith,  Mrs.  Harriet  Beecher  Stowe,  and  others,  for  granting  the  use  of  their 
hymns,  and  to  James  R.  Osgood  &  Co.  for  giving  permission  to  use  hymns  of  Longfellow,  Whit- 
tier,  and  Holmes  ;  also  to  J.  Zundel,  for  the  use  of  his  compositions  from  "Christian  Heart 
Songs"  ;  to  A.  S.  Barnes  &  Co.,  for  the  use  of  U.  C.  Bumap's  tunes  from  "  Hymns  of  the 
Church  ";  to  Biglow  &  Main,  for  the  use  of  W.  B.  Bradbury's  tunes  ;  to  John  Church  &  Co., 
for  the  use  of  George  F.  Root's  tunes  ;  to  Scribner  &  Co.,  for  the  use  of  hjTnns,  adaptations 
and  arrangements  from  hymn  and  tune  books  compiled  by  Dr.  C.  S.  Robinson ;  and  to 
H.  S.  Cutler,  Dr.  E.  P.  Parker,  J.  W.  Bischoff,  I.  D.  Sankey,  C.  C.  Converse,  J.  E.  Gould, 
V.  C.  Taylor,  and  others,  for  permission  to  use  their  tunes. 

The  compiler  would  express  his  obligations  to  Dr.  George  F.  Root  and  Dr.  U.  C.  Burnap 

for  valuable  suggestions  and  assistance  in  the  musical  part  of  the  work  ;    and  especially  to 

Professor  F.  A.  Parker,  of  the    University  of  Wisconsin,  who  has  given  it  a  critical  and 

thorough  revision  as  it  passed  through  the  press. 

May  God  bless  the  book  to  His  service  I  v, 

CHARLES  H.  RICHARDS. 
Madison,  Wis. 


TABLE   OF   CONTENTS. 


PAGE 

The  Lord's  Prayer vi 

The  Apostles'  Creed vi 

HYMNS  -WITH  TUNES.  HYMNS. 

The  Lord's  Day  . . . ; 1—39 

Opening  and  Close  of  Worship    23 —  38 

Morning  and  Evening 40 —  79 

God — Praise  and  Adoration 80 — 136 

The  Holy  Spirit 137—156 

Jesus  Christ  : 

His  Advent 157—169 

His  Life,  Ministry  and  Example  170—180 

His  Sufferings  and  Death 181—194 

His  Resurrection 195 — 204 

His  Exaltation 205—21 3 

Praise  to  Christ 214—251 

Salvation  : 

The  Sinner's  Peril 253—256 

Warnings  and  Invitations 257 — 277 

Penitence  and  Acceptance 278 — 289 

The  Christian  Life: 

Its  Devotion  to  Christ 290—814 

Its  Confidence 315—352 

Its  Hope  and  Joy 353—364 

Its  Aspiration 305—378 

Its  Prayer 379—406 


HYMNS  WITH  TtTNES.  HTMXS. 

Its  Trust  in  Time  of  Need 407—432 

Its  Trials  and  Resignation 433 — 446 

Its  Graces  and  Duties 447 — 461 

Its  Activity 462—491 

Its  Fellowship 492—498 

The  Church  ; 

Its  Institutions 499—507 

Its  Ministry 508—510 

Dedications 511 — 513 

Entering  into  Covenant 514 — 516 

Consecration  of  Children 517 — 521 

The  Lord's  Supper 522—536 

Its  Progress  and  Victory 537 — 559 

The  Christian  Pilgrimage 560—587 

Death  and  Immortality 588—605 

The  Future  Home 606—628 

Occasional  •. 

The  Scriptures 629—634 

Those  at  Sea 635—639 

The  Year 640—646 

Thanksgiving 647 — 653 

National  Songs 654—660 

FAGB 

doxologies 360 

Chants 361-375 

Indexes 376-393 


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THE    LORD'S    PRAYER. 

UR  Father,  who  art  ia  heaven,  Hallowed  be  thy  name. 

Thy  kingdom  come.     Thy  will  be  done  in  earth,  as  it  is  in  heaven. 
Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread. 
And  forgive  us  our  debts,  as  we  forgive  our  debtors. 
And  lead  us  not  into  temptation,  but  deliver  us  from  evil. 
For  thine  is  the  kingdom,  and  the  power,  and  the  glory,  forever.     Amen. 


THE    APOSTLES'    CREED. 

T  BELIEVE  in  God,  the  Father  Almighty,  Maker  of  heaven  and  earth  ; 

And  in  Jesus  Christ,  his  only  Son,  our  Lord ;  who  was  conceived  by  the 
Holy  Ghost;  born  of  the  Virgin  Mary;  suffered  under  Pontius  Pilate;  was 
crucified,  dead,  and  buried;  he  descended  into  hell.  The  third  day  he  rose 
from  the  dead  ;  he  ascended  into  heaven,  and  sitteth  at  the  right  hand  of  God, 
the  Father  Almighty;  from  thence  he  shall  come  to  judge  the  quick  and 
the  dead. 

I  believe  in  the  Holy  Ghost ;  the  holy,  catholic  Church ;  the  Communion  of 
Saints;  the  Forgiveness  of  sins;  the  Resurrection  of  the  body;  and  the  Life 
everlasting.    Amen. 


HYMNS    WITH    TUNES. 


MIRIAM. 


THE    LOED^S    DAY. 

7s  &  6s.    D. 


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On  thee,  for  our  salvation, 

Christ  rose  from  depths  of  earth  ; 
On  thee,  our  Lord,  victorious. 

The  Spirit  sent  from  Heaven, 
And  thus  on  thee,  most  glorious 

A  triple  light  was  given. 

3  To-day  on  weary  nations 

The  heavenly  manna  falls  ; 
To  holy  convocations 

The  silver  trumpet  calls. 
Where  gospel  light  is  glowing 

With  pure  and  radiant  beams, 
And  living  water  flowing 

With  soul-refreshing  streams. 

4  New  graces  ever  gaining 

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To  Father  and  to  Son ; 
The  Church  her  voice  upraises 
,     To  Thee,  blest  Three  in  One. 

Christopher  Wordszvorth,    1862. 

Thy  holy  day's  returning 

Our  hearts  exult  to  see  ; 
And  with  devotion  burning. 

Ascend,  O  God,  to  thee  ! 
To-day  with  purest  pleasure, 

Our  thoughts  from  earth  withdraw ; 
We  search  for  heavenly  treasure. 

We  learn  thy  holy  law. 

We  join  to  sing  thy  praises, 

Lord  of  the  Sabbath  day  ; 
Each  voice  in  gladness  raises 

Its  loudest,  sweetest  lay  1 
Thy  richest  mercies  sharing, 

Inspire  us  Avith  thy  love, 
By  grace  our  souls  preparing 

For  nobler  praise  above. 

Ray  Palmer,    1834. 


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God  has  brought  us  on  our  way ; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day  : 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  While  we  pray  for  pardoning  grace, 

Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name, 
Show  thy  reconciling  face. 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame ; 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee. 

3  Here  we  come  thy  name  to  praise ; 

May  we  feel  thy  presence  near : 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear : 
Here  afford  us.  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

4  !May  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound 

Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints; 
Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 

Bring  relief  for  all  complaints  : 
Thus  may  all  our  Sabbaths  prove. 
Till  we  rest  in  thee  above. 

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1  Hail,  thou  bright  and  sacred  morn. 

Risen  with  gladness  in  thy  beams  : 
Light,  which  not  of  earth  is  born, 

From  thy  dawn  in  glory  streams ; 
Airs  of  heaven  are  breathed  around. 
And  each  place  is  holy  ground. 

2  Sad  and  weary  were  our  wa}^ 

Fainting  oft  beneath  our  load. 
But  for  thee,  thou  blessed  day, 

Resting-place  on  life's  rough  road  : 
Here  flow  forth  the  streams  of  grace, 
Strengthened  hence  we  run  our  race. 

3  Soon,  too  soon,  the  sweet  repose 

Of  this  day  of  God  will  cease ; 
Soon  this  glimpse  of  heaven  will  close, 

Vanish  soon  the  hours  of  peace ; 
Soon  return  the  toil,  the  strife, 
All  the  weariness  of  life. 

4  But  the  rest  which  yet  remains 

For  thy  people,  Lord,  above, 
Knows  nor  change,  nor  fears,  nor  pains, 

Endless  as  their  Saviour's  love : 
0  may  every  Sabbath  here 
Bring  us  to  that  rest  more  near. 

Mrs.  Julia  Anne  Elliott.    1835. 


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Thou  day  of  sacred  rest ! 
I  hail  thy  kind  return  ; 

Lord,  make  these  moments  blest : 
From  the  low  train  of  mortal  toys, 
1  soar  to  reach  immortal  joys. 

2  Now  may  the  King  descend 

And  fill  his  throne  of  grace ; 
Thy  sceptre.  Lord,  extend. 

While  saints  address  thy  face : 
Let  sinners  feel  thy  quickening  word. 
And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  LorcL 

3  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers ; 
Disclose  a  Saviour's  love. 

And  bless  the  sacred  hours : 
Then  shall  my  soul  new  life  obtain, 
Nor  Sabbaths  be  enjoyed  in  vain. 

Hayward.    1806. 

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I  Ye  saints !  your  music  bring. 

And  swell  the  rapturous  sound ; 


I  soar  to  reach  im  -  mor-tal     joys. 

Strike  every  trembling  string, 

Till  earth  and  heaven  resound : 
The  triumphs  of  the  cross  we  sing, 
xVwake,  ye  saints  !  each  joyful  string. 

2  The  cross,  the  cross  alone. 

Subdued  the  powers  of  hell  ; 
Like  lightning  from  his  throne 

The  prince  of  darkness  fell ; 
The  triumphs  of  the  cross  we  sing, 
Awake,  ye  saints  !  each  joyful  string. 

3  The  cross  hath  power  to  save 

From  all  the  foes  that  rise ; 
The  cross  hath  made  the  grave 

A  passage  to  the  skies ; 
The  triumphs  of  the  cross  we  sing. 
Awake,  ye  saints  !  each  joyful  sti'inof. 

A  ndrevj  Reed.     1817. 
DOXOLOGY. 

To  God  the  Father's  throne 
Your  highest  honors  raise  ; 

Glory  to  God  the  Son  ; 

To  God,  the  Spirit,  praise ; 

With  all  our  powers.  Eternal  King, 

Thy  name  we  sing,  while  faith  adores. 


THE    LORD'S    DAY. 


ALL     SAINTS.    (Wareham.)     L.  M. 


William  Knapp.     1760. 


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But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above  ; 
To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire, 
With  cheerful  hope  and  strong  desire. 

No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress. 
Nor  sin  nor  death  shall  reach  the  place ; 
No  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs 
That  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes. 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose. 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

O  long-expected  day,  begin  ! 
Dawn  on  these  realms  of  woe  and  sin ; 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road, 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  with  God. 

Philip  Doddridge.    1755. 

Another  six  days'  work  is  done, 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun  ; 
Return,  my  soul !  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  hath  blest. 

O  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise. 
As  grateful  incense,  to  the  skies ; 


And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose. 
Which  none  but  he  that  feels  it  knows, 

3  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breast 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  ghn'ious  rest. 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  In  holy  duties,  let  the  day, 
In  holy  pleasures,  pass  awav  ; 

How  sweet  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end  ! 

Joseph  Stennett.    1732. 


How  sweet  to  leave  the  world  awhile. 
And  seek  the  presence  of  our  Lord  : 
Dear  Saviour,  on  thy  people  smile, 
And  come  according  to  thy  word. 

From  busy  scenes  we  now  retreat, 
That  we  may  here  converse  with  thee  : 
Ah,  Lord,  behold  us  at  thy  feet ; 
Let  this  the  gate  of  heaven  be. 

Chief  of  ton  thousand,  now  appear, 
That  we  by  faith  may  see  thy  face ; 
0  speak,  tliat  we  thy  \nice  mav  hear. 
And  let  thy  presence  fill  this  place. 

Thomas  Kelly.     1809. 


THE    HOUR    OF    WORSHIP. 
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2  Blest  hour,  when  earthly  cares  resign 
Their  empire  o'er  his  anxious  breast, 
While,  all  around,  the  calm  divine 
Proclaims  the  holy  day  of  rest. 

3  Blest  hour,  when  God  himself  draws  nigh, 
Well  pleased  his  people's  voice  to  hear, 
To  hush  the  penitential  sigh, 

And  wipe  away  the  mourner's  tear. 

4  Blest  hour,  for  where  the  Lord  resorts 
Foretastes  of  future  bliss  are  given. 
And  mortals  find  His  earthly  courts 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  Heaven. 

Thomas  Raffles.     1828. 
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1  Lord  !  may  thy  truth,  upon  the  heart 
Now  fall,  and  dwell  as  heavenly  dew. 
And  flowers  of  grace  in  freshness  start 
Where  once  the  weeds  of  error  grew. 

2  May  prayer  now  lift  her  sacred  wings. 
Contented  with  that  aim  alone 
Which  bears  her  to  the  King  of  kings, 
And  rests  her  at  his  sheltering  throne. 

Caroline  Gihtian.      1820. 


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1  Dear  is  the  hallowed  morn  to  me. 
When  Sabbath  bells  awake  the  day, 
And,  by  their  sacred  minstrelsy, 
Call  me  from  earthly  cares  away. 

2  And  dear  to  me  the  winged  hour 
Spent  in  thy  hallowed  courts,  O  Lord ! 
To  feel  devotion's  soothing  power, 
And  catch  the  manna  of  thy  word. 

3  And  dear  to  me  the  loud  Amen 
Which  echoes  through  the  blest  abode, 
Which  swells,  and  sinks,and  sAvells  again, 
Dies  on  the  walls,  but  lives  to  God. 

4  Oft  when  the  world,  with  iron  hands, 
Has  bound  me  in  its  six  days'  chain. 
This  bursts  them,  like  the  strong  man's 

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And  lets  my  spirit  loose  again. 

5  Go,  man  of  pleasure,  strike  thy  lyre. 
Of  broken  Sabbaths  sing  the  charms ; 
Ours  be  the  prophet's  car  of  fire 
That  bears  us  to  a  Father's  arms. 

y.  W.  Cunningham.    i8a«. 


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And  tliat  more  glorious  life  awake 

That  lasts th  evermore  ; 
That  saw  hell's  legions  prostrate  fall, 
And  Christ  triumphant  over  all 

His  own  to  heaven  restore. 

3  Th  is  day  the  peace  that  flows  from  heaven 
Was  unto  the  Apostles  given. 

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This  day  the  Holy  Spirit's  flame 
Upon  the  Church's  teachers  came. 
And  filled  their  souls  with  light. 

Then  on  this  day  let  us  adore 
Our  (xod,  and  supplication  pour, 

That  wlien  worlds  pass  away, 
Thro' Christ'sdeargrace  our  souls  may  rest 
In  peace  and  joy  forever  blest, 

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Nor  let  a  thought  our  bosom  share, 
Which  is  not  wholly  thine. 

4  Let  faith  each  meek  petition  fill, 

And  waft  it  to  the  skies ; 
And  teach  our  heart  'tis  goodness  still, 
That  grants  it  or  denies.  ^ 

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1  Lord  !  when  we  bend  before  thy  throne, 

And  our  confessions  pour, 

O  may  we  feel  the  sins  we  own, 

•xVnd  hate  what  we  deplore, 

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1  This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made ; 

He  calls  the  hours  his  own ; 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2  To-day  he  rose,  and  left  the  dead, 

And  Satan's  empire  fell ; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumph  spread. 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hosanna  to  the  anointed  King, 

To  David's  only  Son  ; 


Help  lis,  0  Lord ;  descend,  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

Blest  be  the  Lord  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace ; 
Who  comes,  in  God  his  Father's  name, 

To  save  our  sinful  race. 

Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 
The  chnrch  on  earth  can  raise ; 

The  highest  heavens,  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 

Isaac  Watts.    1719. 


THE    LORD'S    DAY. 


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So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand, 

Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand, 

And  they  must  drink  or  die. 

I've  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  power 
Through  all  thy  temple  shine ; 

My  God,  repeat  that  heavenly  hour. 
That  vision  so  divine. 

Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys. 
Can  my  best  passions  move, 

Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
xVs  thy  forgiving  love. 

Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  day, 
I'll  bless  my  God  and  King; 

Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 


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Mv  Lord,  my  Love,  was  crucified. 
He  all  the  pains  did  hear; 

But  in  the  sweetness  of  his  rest 
He  makes  his  servants  share. 


How  sweetly  rest  thy  saints  above 

Which  in  thy  bosom  lie ; 
The  church  below  doth  rest  in  hope 

Of  that  felicity. 

Thou,  Lord,  who  daily  feed'st  thy  sheep, 
Mak'st  them  a  weekly  feast ; 

Thy  flocks  meet  in  their  several  folds 
Upon  this  day  of  rest. 

Welcome  and  dear  unto  my  soul 
Are  these  sweet  feasts  of  love ; 

But  what  a  Sabbath  shall  1  keep 
When  I  shall  rest  above  ! 

I  bless  thy  wise  and  wondrous  love, 
Which  binds  us  to  be  free ; 

Which  makes  us  leave  our  earthly  snares. 
That  we  may  come  to  thee. 

I  come,  I  wait,  I  hear,  I  pray, 
'J'hy  footsteps,  Lord,  I  trace ; 

I  sing  to  think  this  is  the  way 
Unto  my  Saviour's  face. 

yohn  Mason.     1683. 


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2  Thy  chosen  temple,  Lord !  how  fair  ! 

Where  Avilling  votaries  throng, 
To  breathe  the  humble,  fervent  prayer, 
And  pour  the  choral  song. 

3  Spirit  of  grace  !  O  deign  to  dwell 

Within  thy  church  below  ; 
Make  her  in  holiness  excel, 
With  pui-e  devotion  glow. 

4  Let  peace  within  her  walls  be  found ; 

Let  all  her  sons  unite, 
To  spread  with  grateful  zeal  around 
ller  clear  and  shining  light. 

Harriet  Auber.     1829. 
19 

I   Blest  day  of  God !    most  calm,  most 
The  first,  the  best  of  days,       [bright, 
The  laborer's  rest,  the  saint's  delight, 
The  day  of  prayer  and  praise. 

1  My  Saviour's  face  made  thee  to  shine  ; 
His  rising  thee  did  raise, 
And  made  thee  heavenly  and  divine 
Beyond  all  other  days. 

3  The  first-fruits  oft  a  blessing  prove 
To  all  the  sheaves  behind; 
And  they  the  day  of  Christ  who  love, 
A  happy  week  shall  find. 


4  This  day  I  must  with  God  appear; 

For,  Lord,  the  day  is  thine ; 

Help  me  to  spend  it  in  thy  fear. 

Then  shall  the  day  be  mine. 

y.  Mason.     1683. 

20 

1  And  now  another  week  begins. 

This  day  we  call  the  Lord's  ; 
This  day  he  rose,  who  bore  our  sins, 
For  so  his  word  records. 

2  Hark,  how  the  angels  sweetly  sing ! 

Their  voices  fill  the  sky ; 
They  hail  their  great,  victorious  King, 
And  welcome  him  on  high. 

3  We'll  catch  the  note  of  lofty  praise ; 

Their  joys  in  part  we  feel ; 
With  them  our  thankful  song  we'll  raise. 
And  emulate  their  zeal. 

4  Come,  then,  ye  saints !  and  grateful  sing 

Of  Christ,  our  risen  Lord, 
Of  Christ,  the  everlasting  King, 
Of  Christ,  th'  incarnate  Word. 

5  Hail !  mighty  Saviour  !  thee  we  hail, 

Who  fiUest  the  throne  above  ! 

Till  heart  and  flesh  together  fail, 

We'll  sing  thy  matchless  love. 

Thomas  Kelly.     1809. 


10 


THE    LORD'S    DAY. 


GREENWOOD.     S.  M. 


Joseph  E.  Sweeiser.     1849. 

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2  To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 

The  angels  owe  their  bliss; 
They  sit  around  thy  gracious  throne. 
And  dwell  where  Jesus  is. 

3  Not  all  the  harps  above 

Can  make  a  heavenly  place, 
If  God  his  residence  remove. 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

4  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky, 

Can  one  delight  afford. 
No,  not  a  drop  of  real  joy. 
Without  thy  presence,  Lord. 

5  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love. 

Where  all  my  pleasures  roll ; 
The  circle  where  my  passions  move, 
And  centre  of  my  soul. 

Isaac  Watts.     1709. 


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1  Lord  !  in  this  sacred  hour 

Within  thy  courts  we  bend. 
And  bless  thy  love,  and  own  thy  power, 
Our  Father  and  our  Friend  ! 

2  But  thou  art  not  alone 

La  courts  by  mortals  trod ; 
Nor  only  is  the  day  thine  own 
When  man  draws  near  to  God. 

3  Thy  temple  is  the  arch 

Of  yon  unmeasured  sky  ; 
Thy  Sabbath,  the  stupendous  march 
Of  grand  eternity. 

4  Lord !  may  that  holier  day 

Dawn  on  thy  servants'  sight ; 
And  purer  worship  may  we  pay 
Li  heaven's  unclouded  light. 

Stephen  G.  Bulfinch.     1832. 


A     JOYFUL     WORSHIP. 


11 


ST.   THOMAS.     S.  M. 


William  Tansur.    1743. 


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2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 

Who  never  knew  our  God ; 
But  children  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

3  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below ; 
Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

4  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

5  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry ; 
We're  marching  through  Immanuel's 
ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

Isaac  Watti.    1709. 


24 

I  Sweet  is  the  work,  O  Lord, 
Thy  glorious  acts  to  sing. 
To  praise  thy  name,  and  hear  thy  word. 
And  grateful  offerings  bring. 


2  Sweet,  at  the  dawning  light. 
Thy  boundless  love  to  tell ; 
And  when    approach    the    shades 
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3  Sweet,  on  this  day  of  rest, 

To  join  in  heart  and  voice 
With  those  who  love  and  serve  thee  best, 
And  in  thy  name  rejoice. 

4  To  songs  of  praise  and  joy 

Be  every  Sabbath  given, 
That  such  may  be  our  blest  employ 
Eternally  in  heaven. 

Harriet  A  uber.    1839. 


13 


THE    LORD'S    DAY. 


HASTINGS.     C.  L.  M. 


Thomas  Hastings.     1832. 


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2  Ye  mourning  saints !  dry  every  tear 

For  your  departed  Lord ; 
"  Behold  the  place  ! — he  is  not  here ! " 

The  tomb  is  all  unbarred ; 
The  o-ates  of  death  were  closed  in  vain  ; 
The  Lord  is  risen — he  lives  again. 

3  How  tranquil  now  the  rising  day  1 

'Tis  Jesus  still  appears, 
A  risen  Lord,  to  chase  away 

VIGIL.     S.  M. 


Your  unbelieving  fears : 
0  !  weep  no  more  your  comforts  slain; 
The  Lord  is  risen — he  lives  again. 

4  And,  when  the  shades  of  evening  fall, 
When  life's  last  hour  draws  nigh, 
If  Jesus  shines  upon  the  soul. 

How  blissful  then  to  die  ! 
Since  he  hath  risen  that  once  was  slain, 
Ye  die  in  Christ  to  live  again. 

Thomas  Hastings.     1832. 
Giovanni  Paisiello.    (1741 — 1816.) 


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2  By  him  I  am  reconciled, 

I  through  liim  become  thy  child ; 
Abba,  Father,  give  me  grace 
In  thy  courts  to  seek  thy  face. 

3  While  thy  glorious  praise  is  sung, 
Touch  my  lips,  unloose  my  tongue. 
That  my  joyful  soul  may  bless 
Thee,  the  Lord  my  Righteousness. 

4  While  I  hearlvcn  to  thy  law. 
Fill  my  soul  with  humble  awe, 


Till  thy  gospel  bring  to  me 
Life  and  immortality. 

While  thy  ministers  proclaim 
Peace  and  pardon  in  thy  name. 
Through  their  voice,  by  faith,  may  I 
Hear  thee  speaking  from  the  sky. 

From  thy  house  when  I  return, 
May  my  heart  within  me  burn ; 
And  at  evening  let  me  say, 
"  I  have  walked  with  God  to-day." 

yames  Montgojttery.     1825. 


27     (VIGIL.) 

2  Around  thy  throne  on  high, 

Where  night  can  never  be. 
The  white-robed  harpers  of  the  sky 
Bring  ceaseless  hymns  to  thee. 

3  Too  faint  our  anthems  here ; 

Too  soon  of  praise  we  tire ; 
But  oh,  the  strains  how  full  and  clear 
Of  that  eternal  choir  ! 


4  Yet,  Lord !  to  thy  dear  will 

If  thou  attune  the  heart, 
W^e  in  thine  angels'  music  still 
May  bear  our  lower  part. 

5  Shine  thou  within  us,  then, 

A  day  that  knows  no  end, 
Till  songs  of  angels  and  of  men 
In  perfect  praise  shall  blend. 

^ohn  EUerton. 


1871. 


14  THE    LORD'S    DAY, 

HINCHMAN.     7s  &  8s.   6  lines. 


U.  C.  Burnap.    18 


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2  Fount  of  all  our  joy  aud  peace, 

To  thy  living  waters  lead  me ; 
Thou  from  earth  my  soul  release, 

And  with  rt-race  and  mercy  feed  me  ; 
Bless  thy  Word  that  it  may  prove 
Rich  ill  fruits  that  thou  dost  love. 

3  Kindle  thou  the  sacrifice 

That  upon  my  lips  is  lying ; 
Clear  the  shadows  from  mine  eyes. 

That,  from  every  error  flving, 
No  strange  fire  may  in  me  glow 
That  thine  altar  doth  not  know. 

4  Let  me  with  my  heart  to-day, 

Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  singing. 
Rapt  awhile  from  earth  away. 


All  my  soul  to  thee  up-springing. 
Have  a  foretaste  inly  given. 
How  they  worship  thee  in  heaven. 

Rest  in  me  and  I  in  thee, 

]>uild  a  paradise  within  me  ;  ^^H 

O  reveal  thyself  to  me,  ^^J 

Blessed  Love,  who  dicd'st  to  win  me ; 
Fed  from  thine  exhaustlcss  urn, 
I'ure  and  bright  my  lamp  shall  burn. 

Hence  all  care,  all  vanity, 

For  the  day  to  God  is  holy : 
Come,  thou  glcjrious  Majesty, 

Deign  to  fill  this  temple  lowly ; 
Nought  to-day  my  soul  shall  move, 
Simj)ly  resting  in  thy  love. 

Schmolke,  Tr.  by  Miss  C.  Winkworth.    1858. 


THE    DAY    OF    LIGHT. 


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2  0  everlasting  Strength ! 

Uphold  me  in  the  way; 
Bring  me,  in  spite  of  foes,  at  length, 

To  joy,  and  light,  and  day. 
0  everlasting  Love ! 

Well-spring  of  grace  and  peace. 
Pour  down  thy  fullness  from  above ; 

Bid  doubt  and  trouble  cease. 

3  O  everlasting  Rest ! 

Lift  off  life's  load  of  care ; 
Relieve,  revive  this  burdened  breast, 

x\nd  every  sorrow  bear. 
Thou  art  in  heaven  our  all ; 

Our  all  on  earth  art  thou  : 
Upon  thy  glorious  name  we  call ; 

Lord  Jesus,  bless  us  now ! 

Horatius  Donar.     1S67. 


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1  This  is  the  day  of  light ; 

Let  there  be  light  to-day : 
0  Day-spring,  rise  upon  our  night. 

And  chase  its  gloom  away. 
This  is  the  day  of  rest : 

Our  failing  strength  renew  ! 
On  weary  brain  and  troubled  breast 

Shed  thou  thy  freshening  dew. 

2  This  is  the  day  of  peace ; 

Thy  peace  our  spirits  fill : 
Bid  thou  the  blast  of  discord  cease, 

The  waves  of  strife  be  still. 
This  is  the  day  of  prayer ; 

Let  earth  to  heaven  draw  near : 
Lift  up  our  hearts  to  seek  thee  there ; 

C^ome  down  to  meet  us  here. 

John  Ellerton.       i863. 


IQ  THE    LORD'S    DAY. 

HEAVENLY    PRAISE.     8s  &  7s.    6  lines. 


y.  BaptUte  Calkin. 


1.  Up  -  ward  where  tlie  stars  are  burning,      Si    -  lent,  si  -  lent    in    their  turn-ing, 


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Up-ward,  where  the  blue  is    lightest,       Lift      I     now  my    long  -  ing       soul. 

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Upward  where  the  stars  are  burning, 
Silent,  silent  in  their  turning. 

Round  the  never-changing  pole  : 
Upward,  where  the  sky  is  brightest, 
Upward,  where  the  blue  is  lightest, 

Lift  I  now  uiy  longing  soul. 

Far  beyond  that  arch  of  gladness, 
Far  beyond  these  clouds  of  sadness, 

Are  the  many  mansions  fair. 
Far  from  pain  and  sin  and  folly, 
In  that  palace  of  the  holy, 

I  would  find  my  mansion  there. 


3  Where  the  Lamb  on  high  is  seated, 
By  ten  thousand  voices  greeted  : 

Lord  of  lords,  and  King  of  kings. 
Son  of  man,  they  crown,they  crown  Him, 
Son  of  God,  they  own,  tbey  own  Him, 

With  his  name  the  palace  rings. 

4  Blessing,  honor,  without  measure, 
Heavenly  riches,  earthly  treasure, 

Lay  we  at  his  blessed  feet. 
Poor  the  praise  that  now  we  render, 
Loud  shall  be  our  voices  yonder. 

When  before  his  throne  we  meet. 

Horatius  Donar. 


yOY   IN    WORSHIP. 


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In  the  land  of  light  and  love ; 
Pleasant  are  thy  courts  below, 
In  this  land  of  sin  and  woe. 

O,  my  spirit  longs  and  faints 
For  the  converse  of  thy  saints, 
For  the  brightness  of  thy  face. 
King  of  glory,  God  of  grace. 

2  Happy  birds,  that  sing  and  fly 
Round  thy  altars,  O  Most  High ; 
Happier  souls,  that  find  a  rest 

•  In  a  Heavenly  Father's  breast : 
Like  the  wandering  dove,  that  found 
No  repose  on  earth  around. 
They  can  to  their  ark  repair. 
And  enjoy  it  ever  there. 


Happy  souls,  their  praises  flow 

Even  in  this  vale  of  woe ; 

"Waters  in  the  desert  rise. 

Manna  feeds  them  from  the  skies: 

On  they  go  from  strength  to  strength, 

Till  they  reach  thy  throne  at  length ; 

At  thy  feet  adoring  fall. 

Who  hast  led  them  safe  through  all. 

Lord,  be  mine  this  prize  to  win ; 
Guide  me  through  a  world  of  sin ; 
Keep  me  by  thy  saving  grace ; 
Give  me  at  thy  side  a  place. 
Sun  and  Shield  alike  thou  ail ; 
Guide  and  guard  my  erring  heart; 
(Trace  and  glory  flow  from  thee. 
Shower,  O  shower  them,  Lord,  on  me. 

Henry  Francis  Lyte.     1834. 


18 


THE    LORD'S    DAY. 


VERNON.     8s,  7s  &  4s. 


Henry  W.  Greaiorex.     1849. 


1.  In    thy  name,  O  Lord,  as  -  sembling,     We,  thy    peo-ple,  now  draw  near; 


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While  our  days  on  earth  are  leno-thcned, 
May  we  give  them,  Lord,  to  thee ; 

Cheered  by  hope  and  daily  strengthened, 
May  we  run,  nor  weary  be, 

Till  thy  glory 
Without  clouds  in  heaven  we  see. 

3  There,  in  worship  purer,  sweeter. 
Thee  thy  people  shall  adore ; 
Tasting  of  enjoyment  greater 

Far  than  thought  conceived  before  ; 

Full  enjoyment, 
Full,  unmixed,  and  evermore. 

Thomas  Kelly.    1815. 

34 

I   Lead  us  heavenly  Father!  lead  us 
O'er  the  world's  tempestuous  sea ; 


Guard  us,  guide  us,  keep  us,  feed  us, 
For  we  have  no  help  but  thee ; 

Yet  possessing  every  blessing, 
If  our  God  our  Father  be. 

2  Saviour!  breathe  forgiveness  o'er  us ; 

All  our  weakness  thou  dost  know ; 
Thou  didst  tread  this  earth  before  us; 

Thou  didst  feel  its  keenest  woe  ; 
Lone  and  dreary,  faint  and  weary, 

Through  the  desert  thou  didst  go. 

3  Spirit  of  our  God  !  descending. 

Fill  our  hearts  with  lieavenly  joy; 
Love  with  every  passion  blending, 

Pleasure  that  can  never  cloy; 
Thus  ]>rovided,  pardoned,  guided, 

Nothing  can  our  peace  destroy. 

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2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound ; 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

3  Then,  whene'er  the  signal's  given 

Us  from  earth  to  call  away, 
Boi'ne  on  angels'  wings  to  heaven, 
Glad  the  summons  to  obey. 

May  we  ever 
Reign  with  Christ  in  endless  dav ! 

Walter  Shirley.     1774. 

1  Come,  thou  soul-transforming  Spirit, 

Bless  the  sower  and  the  seed ; 
Let  each  heart  thy  grace  inherit ; 
Raise  the  weak,  the  hungry  feed ! 

From  the  gospel 
Now  supply  thy  people's  need. 

2  0,  may  all  enjoy  the  blessing 

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Joyfully  the  truth  receive ; 

And  forever 
To  thy  praise  and  glory  live. 

Jonathan  Evatts. 


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Reverence  him  with  godly  fear ! 
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God  in  Christ  reveals  his  presence, 
Throned  upon  the  mercy -seat : 

Saints,  rejoice  ;  and,  sinners,  tremble  ; 
Each  prepare  his  God  to  meet : 

Lowly,  lowly, 
Bow  adoring  at  his  feet. 

Hail  him  here  with  songs  of  praises ; 

Him  with  prayers  of  faith  surround  ; 
Hearken  to  his  glorious  gospel, 

While  the  preacher's  lips  expound ; 
Blessed,  blessed. 

They  who  know  the  joyful  sound  ! 

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Wliich,    when    he    made    the    world, 

Jehovah  blessed ; 
When,  like  his  own,  he  bade  our  labors 

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Whose  power  defends  us,   and  whose 

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In  life  our  Guardian,  and  in  death  our 

Friend,  [end. 

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2  Swift  to  its  close   ebbs  out  life's  little 

day ; 
Earth's  joys  grow  dim  ;  its  glories  pass 

away ; 
Change  and  decay  in  all  around  I  see ; 
O  thou  who  changest  not,  abide  with 

me ! 

3  I  need  thy  presence  every  passing  hour. 
What  but  thy  grace  can  foil  the  tempter's 

power  ? 
Who  like  thyself  my  guide  and  stay  can 

be? 
Through  cloud  and  sunshine,  O  abide 

with  me ! 


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I  triumph  still,  if  thou  abide  with  me. 

5  Hold  thou  thy  cross  before  my  closing- 

eyes, 
Shine  through  the  gloom,  and  point  me 

to  the  skies ; 
Heaven's  morning  breaks,  and   earth's 

vain  shadows  flee : 
In  life,  in  death,  O  Lord,  abide   with 

me ! 

Henry  Francis  Lyie.     1847. 


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My  morning  sacrifice  I  bring, 
And,  mourning  o'er  my  guilt  and  shame. 
Ask  mercy  in  my  Saviour's  name, 
Then,  Jesus,  cleanse  rae  with  thy  blood. 
And  be  my  Advocate  with  God. 

When  each  day's  scenes  and  labors  close, 
And  wearied  nature  seeks  repose. 
With  pardoning  mercy  richly  blest, 

NORTHAMPTON.     L.  M.    6  lines. 


Guard  me,  my  Saviour,  while  I  rest ; 
And  as  each  morning  sun  shall  rise, 
O,  lead  me  onward  to  the  skies. 

And  at  my  life's  last  setting  sun, 
My  conflicts  o'er,  my  labors  done, 
Jesus,  thy  heavenly  radiance  shed. 
To  cheer  and  bless  my  dying  bed ; 
And  from  death's  gloom  my  spirit  raise 
To  see  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  praise. 

William  Skrubsole,  Jr.     1813. 
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3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep : 
Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head. 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 
Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Faith  in  his  name  forbids  my  fear ; 
O,  may  thy  presence  ne'er  depart; 
And,  in  the  morning,  make  me  hear 
The  love  and  kindness  of  thy  heart. 


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My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground ; 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
"With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 

Isaac  IVatts.     1709. 

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1  Lord,  now  we  part  in  thy  blest  name, 
In  which  we  here  together  came  ; 
Grant  us,  our  few  remaining  days. 

To  work  thy  will  and  spread  thy  praise. 

2  Teach  us  in  life  and  death  to  bless    [ness ; 
Thee,  Lord,  our  strength  and  righteous- 
Grant  that  we  all  may  meet  above, 
Where  we  shall  better  sing  thy  love. 

jfohn  Dracup.     1787. 


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Thou  art,  O  God,  the  life  and  light 
Of  all  this  wondrous  world  we  see ; 
Its  glow  by  day,  its  smile  by  night. 
Are  but  reflections  caught  from  thee  ; 
Where'er  we  turn,  thy  glories  shine, 
And  all  things  fair  and  bright  are  thine. 

When  day,  with  farewell  beam,  delays 
Among  the  opening  clouds  of  even, 
And  we  can  almost  think  we  gaze, 
Through  opening  vistas  into  heaven, — 
Those  hues  that  mark  the  sun's  decline, 
So  soft,  so  radiant.  Lord,  are  thine. 


3  When  night,  with  wings  of  staiTy  gloom, 
O'ershadows  all  the  earth  and  skies. 
Like  some  dark,  beauteous  bird,  whose 

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Is  sparkling  with  unnumbered  eyes, — 
That  sacred  gloom,  those  fires  divine, 
So  grand,  so  countless.  Lord,  are  thine. 

4  When  youthful  spring  around  us  breathes, 
Thy  spirit  warms  her  fragrant  sigh  ; 
And  every  flower  that  summer  wreathes 
Is  born  beneath  thy  kindling  eye : 
Where'er  we  turn,  thy  glories  shine, 
And  all  things  fair  and  bright  are  thine. 

Thomas  Moore.    1816. 


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Scatter  my  sins  as  morning  dew  ; 
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2  Forgive  irie,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
Tlie  ill  that  I  this  day  have  done ; 
That  Avitli  the  worl'd,  myself,  and  thee, 
.1,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed ; 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  awful  day. 

4  O,  may  my  soul  on  thee  repose  ; 
And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close,- 
Sleep,  that  may  me  more  vigorous  make 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

5  Praise  God  from  whom  all  blessings  flow. 
Praise  liim,  all  creatures  here  below ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Thomas  Ken.     1697. 


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1  Millions  within  thy  courts  have  met, 
Millions,  this  day,  before  thee  bowed ; 
Their  faces  Zion-ward  were  set. 

Vows  Avith  their  lips  to  thee  they  vowed. 

2  Soon  as  the  light  of  morning  broke 
O'er  island,  continent,  or  deep, 
Thy  far-spread  family  awoke. 
Sabbath,  all  round  the  world,  to  keep. 

3  And  not  a  prayer,  a  tear,  a  sigh, 

Hath  failed  this  day  some  suit  to  gain ; 
To  those  in  trouble  thou  wert  nigh :  •• 
Not  one  hath  sought  thy  face  in  vain. 

4  Yet  one  prayer  more  ! — and  be  it  one. 
In  which  both  heaven  and  earth  accord  : 
Fulfill  thy  promise  to  thy  Son  ; 

Let  all  that  breathe  call  Jesus  Lord  ! 

James  Montgotnery,     1853. 


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My  God  !  how  endless  is  thy  love  ! 

Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new, 
And  morning  mercies  from  above 

Gently  distill  like  early  dew. 

Thou  spread'st  the  curtain  of  the  night, 
Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours  ! 


Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command, 
To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days ; 

Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

Isaac  Watts,     ijocj. 


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2  The  present  moment  flies, 

And  bears  our  life  away ; 
0  !    make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  the^  may  live  to-day. 

3  Since,  on  this  winged  hour, 

Eternity  is  hung, 
Waken,  by  thine  almighty  power, 
The  aged  and  the  young. 

4  One  thing  demands  our  care; — 

O  !    be  it  still  pursued  ; 
Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renewed. 

5  To  Jesus  may  we  fly. 

Swift  as  the  morning  light,  [die, 

Lest  life's  young  golden  beams  should 
In  sudden,  endless  night. 

Philip  Doddridge.     1755. 


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1  Come  at  the  morning  hour. 

Come,  let  us  kneel  and  pray ; 
Prayer  is  the  Christian  pilgrim's  stafi 
To  walk  with  God  all  day. 

2  At  noon,  beneath  the  Rock 

Of  Ages,  rest  and  pray  ; 
Sweet  is  that  shelter  from  the  sun 
In  weary  heat  of  day. 

3  At  evening,  in  thy  home, 

Around  its  altar,  pray  ; 
And  finding  there  the  house  of  God, 
With  heaven  then  close  the  day. 

4  When  midnight  veils  our  eyes, 

O,  it  is  sweet  to  say, 
I  sleep,  but  my  heart  waketh,  Lord  ! 
With  thee  to  watch  and  pray. 

James  Montgomery.    1853. 


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Robert  Schumann. 


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1  O  Holy  Fatlier !  'mid  the  calm 
And  stillness  of  this  evening  hour, 
We  would  lift  up  our  solemn  psalm, 
To  praise  thy  goodness  and  thy  power. 

2  For  over  us,  and  over  all, 

Thy  tender  mercies  still  extend. 
Nor  vainly  shall  thy  children  call 
On  thee,  our  Father  and  our  Friend  1 

3  Kept    by   thy   goodness    through    the 

day, 
Tlianksgiving  to  thy  name  we  pour  ; 
Night  o'er  us,  with  its  stars, — we  pray 
Thy  love,  to  guard  us  evermore  ! 

4  In  grief,  console  ;  in  gladness,  bless ; 
In  darkness,  guide  ;  in  sickness,  cheer ; 
Till,  perfected  in  righteousness, 
Before  thy  throne  our  souls  appear ! 

fV.  H.  Burleigh.     1841. 


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1  O  BLEST  Creator  of  the  light. 

Who  dost  the  dawn  from  darkness  bring, 
And  in  the  heavens'  most  glorious  height 
Dost  bid  the  stars  together  sing! 

2  Who,  gently  blending  eve  with  morn 
And  morn  with  eve,  dost  make  the  day  ; 
Thick  flows  the  flood  of  darkness  down  ; 
O,  hear  us  as  we  come  to  pray  ! 

3  Keep   thou   our  souls  from  thought  of 

crime ; 
Keep  them  from  guilt's  remorseful  strife  : 
Nor  living  for  the  things  of  time, 
But  living  the  eternal  life. 

4  Teach  us  to  knock  at  heaven's  high  door; 
Teach  us  the  prize  of  life  to  win  ; 
Teach  us  all  evil  to  abhor 

And  purify  ourselves  within. 

TV.,  Edward  Casvjali.     1849. 


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2  In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anrrnish, 

In  the  hour  when  death  draws  near, 
Suffer  not  our  hearts  to  languish, 

Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear  : 
And,  when  mortal  life  is  ended, 

Bid  us  on  tliy  bosom  rest ; 
Till,  by  angel-bands  attended, 

We  awake  among  the  blest. 

Thomas  Hastings.     1S30. 

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I  Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator ! 
Praise  to  thee  from  every  tongue  ; 
Join,  my  soul,  with  every  creature. 
Join  the  universal  song:. 


Father,  source  of  all  compassion, 
Pure,  unbounded  grace  is  thine  ; 

Hail  the  God  of  our  salvation  ! 
Praise  him  for  his  love  divine. 

For  ten  thousand  blessings  given. 

For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 
Sound   his   praise   through   earth    and 
heaven, 

Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high. 
Joyfully  on  earth  adore  him. 

Till  in  heaven  our  song  we  raise ; 
There,  enraptured,  fall  before  him, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

jfohn  Fawcett.     1767. 


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1  Silently  the  shades  of  evening 

Gather  round  my  lowly  door  ; 
Silently  they  bring  before  nie 
Faces  I  shall  see  no  more. 

2  O,  the  lost,  the  unforgotten, 

Though  the  world  be  oft  forgot ; 
O,  the  shrouded  and  the  lonely, 
In  our  hearts  they  perish  not. 


3  Living  in  the  silent  hours, 

Where  our  spirits  only  blend, 
They  unlinked  with  earthly  trouble, 
We  still  hoping  for  its  end. 

4  IIow  such  holy  memories  cluster, 

Like  the  stars  when  storms  are  past, 
Pointing  up  to  that  fair  heaven 
We  may  hope  to  gain  at  last. 

C.  C.  Cox.     1848. 


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Saviour  !  breathe  an  evening  blessing, 

Ere  repose  our  eyelids  seal ; 
Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing; 

Thou  canst  save,  and  thou  canst  heal. 
Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 

Though  the  arrows  past  us  fly, 
Angel-guards  from  thee  surround  us, 

We  are  safe  if  thou  art  niffh. 


Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary, 

Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee : 
Thou  art  he  who,  never  weary, 

Watcheth  where  thy  people  be. 
Should  swift  death  this  night  o'ertake  us. 

And  our  couch  become  our  tomb, 
May  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us. 

Clad  in  bright  and  deathless  bloom. 

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1  Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear, 
It  is  not  night  if  thou  be  near; 

O,  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes, 

2  When  the  soft  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
My  wearied  eyelids  gently  steep, 

Be  my  last  thought  how  sweet  to  rest 
Forever  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 

3  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve. 
For  without  thee  I  cannot  live ; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die. 

4  If  some  poor  wandering  child  of  thine, 
Have  spurned  to-day  the  voice  divine — 
Now,  Lord,  the  gracious  worlc  begin  ; 
Let  him  no  more  lie  down  in  sin. 

5  Watch  by  the  sick ;  enrich  the  poor 
With  blessings  from  thy  boundless  store  ; 
Be  every  mounier's  sleep  to-night, 
Like  infant's  slumbers,  pure  and  light. 


6  Come  near  and  bless  us  when  we  wake 
Ere  through  the  world  our  way  we  take  ; 
Till  in  the  ocean  of  thy  love 
AVe  lose  ourselves  in  heaven  above. 

John  Keble.     1827. 
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1  O  Jesus,  Lord  of  heavenly  grace. 
Thou  Brightness  of  the  Father's  face. 
Thou  Fountain  of  eternal  light,   [night! 
Whose  beams  disperse  the   shades  of 

2  Come,  holy  Sun  of  heavenly  love  ! 
Send  down  thy  radiance  from  above, 
And  to  our  inmost  hearts  convey 
The  Holy  Spirit's  cloudless  ray. 

3  O  !  hallowed  thus  be  every  day  ! 

Let  meekness  be  our  morning  ray. 
And  faithful  love  our  noon-day  light. 
And  hope  our  sunset,  calm  and  blight. 

4  O  Christ!  with  each  returning  morn. 
Thine  image  to  our  hearts  is  borne ; 
O  I  may  we  ever  clearly  see 

Our  Saviour  and  our  God  in  thee  ! 

Ambrose^  390.     TV.  John  Chandler.     1837. 


EVENING. 


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2  The  day  is  gone,  its  hours  have  run, 

And  thou  hast  taken  count  of  all, 
The  scanty  triumphs  grace  hath  won. 

The  broken  vow,  the  frequent  fall. 
Through    life's   long    day    and   death's 

dark  night, 
0  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light. 

3  Grant  us,  dear  Lord,  from  evil  ways 

True  absolution  and  release  ; 
And  bless  us,  more  than  in  past  days, 
With  purity  and  inward  peace. 
'    Through    life's    long   day    and    death's 
dark  night, 
0  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light. 

4  Do  more  than  pardon  ;  give  us  joy, 

Sweet  fear,  and  sober  liberty. 
And  simple  hearts  without  alloy 


That  only  long  to  be  like  thee. 
Through    life's    long    day    and    death's 

dark  night, 
O  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light. 

Labor  is  sweet,  for  thou  hast  toiled ; 

And  care  is  light,  for  thou  hast  cared  ; 
Ah  !  never  let  our  works  be  soiled 

With  strife,  or  by  deceit 'ensnared. 
Through    life's   Tong   day    and    death's' 

dark  night, 
O  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light. 

For  all  we  love,  the  poor,  the  sad, 
The  sinful,  unto  thee  we  call ; 

O,  let  thy  mercy  make  us  glad : 
Thou  art  our  Jesus,  and  our  all. 

Through    life's    long    day    and   death's 
dark  night, 

0  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light.     Amen. 

Frederic  IV.  Faber.     1849. 


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Daily  doth  our  sins  remove ; 
Daily,  far  as  east  from  west, 
Lifts  the  burden  from  the  breast ; 
Gives  unbought  to  those  who  pray 
Strength  to  stand  in  evil  day. 

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And  the  tempter's  power  within, 
Feed  us  with  the  Bread  of  Life ; 
Fit  us  for  our  daily  strife. 

As  the  morning  light  returns. 
As  the  sun  with  splendor  burns, 
Teach  us  still  to  turn  to  thee, 
Ever  blessed  Trinity, 
With  onr  hands  our  hearts  to  raise, 
Li  unfailing  prayer  and  praise. 

Horatius  Bonar.     1868. 
H.  S.  Irons. 


As  Christ  upon  the  cross 

His  Head  inclined, 
And  to  his  Father's  hands 

His  parting  soul  resigned  ; 

So  now  herself  my  soul 
Would  wholly  give 

Lito  his  sacred  chai-ge, 
Li  whom  all  spirits  live. 


4  Thus  would  I  live ;  yet  now 

Not  I,  but  he 
Li  all  his  power  and  love 
Henceforth  alive  in  me. 

5  One  sacred  Trinity  ! 

One  Lord  Divine ! 
May  I  be  ever  his. 
And  he  forever  mine. 

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EVENING. 


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To  run  life's  way, 
May  we  still,  whate'er  befall  us, 

Thy  will  obey ; 
From  the  power  of  evil  hide  us, 
In  the  narrow  pathway  guide  us. 
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May  we  in  thy  mighty  keeping 

AH  peaceful  lie ; 
When  the  last  dread  call  shall  wake  us, 
Do  not  thou,  our  God,  forsake  us. 
But  to  reign  in  glory  take  us 

With  thee  on  high. 

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Calm  and  sweet  repose, 

With  thy  tend'rest  blessing 

May  our  eyelids  close. 

3  Grant  to  little  children 

Visions  bright  of  thee  ; 
Guard  the  sailors  tossing 
On  the  deep  blue  sea. 


Through  the  long  night-watches, 
May  thine  angels  spread 

Their  white  wings  above  me. 
Watching  round  my  bed. 

When  the  morning  wakens, 

Then  may  I  arise 
Pure  and  fresh  and  sinless 

In  thy  holy  eyes. 

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2  IIow  mournfully  that  golden  gleam 

Would  touch  the  thoughtful  heart, 
If,  with  its  soft,  retiring  beam, 
We  saw  thy  light  depart  1 

3  But  though  the  sunset  hours  may  hide 

These  gentle  rays  awhile  ; 
And  deep  thro'  ocean's  wave  may  glide 
The  slumber  of  their  smile  ; 


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Then  midnight  shall  be  morning  hour, 
And  darkness  light  to  me. 

5  Thro'  the  deep  gloom  of  mortal  things, 

Thy  light  of  love  can  throw 
That  ray  which  gilds  an  angel's  wings, 
To  soothe  a  pilgrim's  woe. 

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How  sweet  the  tear  of  penitence, 

Before  his  throne  of  grace, 
While,  to  the  contrite  spirit's  sense, 

He  shows  his  smiling  face. 

How  sweet,thro'  long-remembered  years, 
His  mercies  to  recall ;  [fears. 

And,  pressed  with  wants,  and  griefs,  and 
To  trust  his  love  for  all. 

How  sweet  to  look,  in  thoughtful  hope. 

Beyond  this  fading  sky. 
And  hear  him  call  his  children  up 

To  his  fair  home  on  high. 

Calmly  the  day  forsakes  our  heaven 

To  dawn  beyond  the  west; 
So  let  my  soul,  in  life's  last  even, 

Retire  to  glorious  rest. 

Leonard  Bacon.     1845. 


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1  I  LOVE  to  steal  awhile  away 

From  every  cumbering  care, 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear, 
x\.nd  all  his  promises  to  plead, 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past. 

And  future  good  implore. 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 

4  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er. 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour. 
And  lead  to  endless  day  ! 

Phoibe  H.  Brown.     lEii. 


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2  Leaning  on  thy  tender  care. 

Thou  hast  led  my  soul  aright; 
Fervent  was  my  morning  prayer; 
Joyful  is  my  song  to-night. 

3  Tender  mercies  on  my  way 

Falling  softly  like  the  dew, 


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Source  of  all  that  comforts  me. 
Well  of  joy  for  which  I  long  ; 

Let  the  song  I  sing  to  thee 
Be  an  everlasting  song ! 

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Onward  to  darkness  and  to  death  we  tend ; 
O  Conqueror  of  the  grave,  be  thou  our  Guide, 
Be  thou  our  liglit  in  death's  dark  eventide ; 
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Thou,  who  in  darkness  walking  didst  appear 
Upon  the  waves,  and  thy  disciples  cheer, 
Come,  Lord,  in  lonesome  days,  when  storms  assail, 
And  earthly  hopes  and  human  succors  fail : 
When  all  is  dark,  may  we  behold  thee  nigh. 
And  hear  tby  voice,  "  Fear  not,  for  it  is  1." 

The  weary  world  is  mouldering  to  decay. 

Its  glories  wane,  its  pageants  fade  away  ; 

In  that  last  sunset,  when  the  stars  shall  fall, 

May  we  arise,  awakened  by  thy  call, 

With  thee,  O  Lord,  forever  to  abide 

In  that  blest  day  which  has  no  eventide.  c.  Words-worth. 


NIGHTFALL.     8s  &  7s. 


J.  Barnby.     1S70. 


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Dwelling  in  the  midst  of  foes, 
TJs  and  ours  preserve  from  dangers ; 
In  thy  love  may  we  repose, 

And,  when  life's  short  day  is  past, 
Rest  with  thee  in  heaven  at  last. 


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Blessed  God,  let  all  adore  thee. 

Saints  on  earth,  and  saints  in  heaven  ; 
Every  creatui'e  bow  before  thee. 
Who  hast  all  their  being  given ; 
Who  dost  seek  and  save  the  lost; 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Thomas  Kelly.     1S20. 


38 


EVENING. 


THRACIA.     L.  M. 


G.  A.  Mac/arren. 


1.  Be  -  fore  the    end  -  ing    of    the     day. 


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Cre  -  a  -  tor  of   the  world,  we  pray 


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That  of    thy    mer  -  cy   thou  wilt  keep        Thy  watch  a-round  us  while  we    sleep. 


2  Fak  off  bid  night's  dark  phantoms  fly  ; 

Let  MO  unholy  dreams  come  nigh ; 
Tread  under-foot  our  unseen  foe, 
That  wc  may  no  pollution  know. 


3  Almighty  Father,  hear  our  cry 

Thro'  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord  most  High, 
Who,  with  the  Holy  Ghost  and  thee. 
Doth  live  and  reign  eternally. 

Tr.,  John  Mason  Neale.     1851. 


TWILIGHT.     7s,  6s  &  8s. 


y.  Barnby. 


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39 


MORNING   PRAISE,      lis  &  10s. 


"John  Stainer. 

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To  tliee,  whose  word  the  fount  of  life  unsealing, 

When  hill  and  dale  in  thickest  darkness  lay, 
Awoke  bright  rays  across  the  dim  earth  stealing, 

And  bade  the  eve  and  morn  complete  the  day. 

Look  from  the  height  of  heaven,  and  send  to  cheer  us 

Thy  light  and  truth,  and  guide  us  onward  still ; 
Still  let  thy  mercy,  as  of  old,  be  near  us. 

And  lead  us  safely  to  thy  Holy  Hill. 

So,  when  that  morn  of  endless  light  is  waking, 

And  shades  of  evil  from  its  splendors  flee. 
Safe  may  we  rise,  this  earth's  dark  vale  forsaking. 

Through  all  the  long  bright  day  to  dwell  with  thee. 

Be  this  by  thee,  O  God  Thrice  Holy,  granted, 

O  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  ever  blest; 
Whose  glory  by  the  heaven  and  earth  is  chanted. 

Whose  Name  by  men  and  angels  is  confest.  English  Hymnary. 


I 


^2        (TWILIGHT.) 

2  The  joys  of  day  are  over ; 

We  lift  our  hearts  to  thee, 
And  ask  thee,  that  offenceless 

The  hours  of  dark  may  be : 
O  Jesus,  make  their  darkness  light. 
And  save  us  through  the  coming  night. 

3  The  toils  of  day  are  over ; 

We  raise  our  hymn  to  thee, 
And  ask,  that  free  from  peril, 

The  hours  of  dark  may  be : 
O  Jesus,  keep  us  in  thy  sight, 
•    And  guard  us  through  the  coming  night. 


Our  eyes  enlighten,  Saviour, 

Or  sleep  in  death  shall  we ; 
And  he,  our  wakeful  tempter. 

Shall  cry  triumphantly : 
"  He    could    not    make    their   darkness 

light, 
Nor  guard  them  thro'  the  hours  of  night." 

Be  thou  our  souls'  preserver, 

O  God,  for  thou  dost  know 
How  many  are  the  perils 

Through  which  we  have  to  go; 
O  loving  Jesus,  hear  our  call. 
And  guard  and  save  us  from  them  all. 

Anatolius,ab.  i,^Z.     Tr.^John  Mason  Neale.    i86». 


40 


EVENING. 


SEPARATION.     8s  &  7s. 


U.  C.  Burnap.     1872. 


1.  Tar  -  ry    -nath    nie, 


0    my    Sav  -  iour,      For  the    day 


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And  the   night    is     draw  -  ing  nigh. 


73 

2  Deeper,  deeper  grow  the  shadows, 

Paler  now  the  glowing  west; 

Swift  the  night  of  death  advances ; 

Shall  it  be  the  night  of  rest  ? 

3  Feeble,  trembling,  fainting,  dying, 

Lord,  I  cast  myself  on  thee ; 


PALMER,      lis.  10s  &  5s. 


Tarry  with  me  through  the  darkness; 
While  I  sleep,  still  watch  by  me. 

Tarry  with  me,  O  my  Saviour; 

Lay  my  head  upon  thy  breast 
Till  the  morning,  then  awake  me, — 

Morning  of  eternal  rest. 

Caroline  S,  Smith.     1855. 
Felix  Mendelssohn-Bartholdy.     (1809 — 1847.) 


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EVENING. 


41 


EVENING.     S.  M. 


Aaron  Chapin.     1813. 


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We  lay  our  garments  by, 

Upon  our  beds  to  rest; 
So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 

Of-  what  we  here  possessed. 

Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 
Secure  from  all  our  fears  ; 

May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleep, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 


And  when  we  early  rise, 

And  view  the  unwearied  sun, 

May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run. 

And  when  our  days  are  past. 
And  we  from  time  remove, 

O  may  we  in  tiiy  bosom  rest, 
The  bosom  of  thy  love  ! 

John  Lelattd.     1799. 


'IK  (PALMER.) 

2  Let  evil  thoughts  and  spirits  flee  before  us ; 
Till  morning  cometh,  watch,  O  Father,  o'er  us ; 
Li  soul  and  body  thou  from  harm  defend  us, 

Thine  angels  send  us. 

3  Let  pious  thoughts  be  ours  when  sleep  o'ertakes  us ; 
Our  earliest  thoughts  be  thine  when  morning  wakes  us ; 
All  sick  and  mourners,  we  to  thee  commend  them, 

Do  thou  befriend  them. 

4  We  have  no  refuge,  none  on  earth  to  aid  us. 

But  thee,  0  Father,  who  thine  own  hast  made  us; 
But  thy  dear  presence  will  not  leave  them  lonely 
Who  seek  thee  only. 

5  Father,  thy  Name  be  praised,  thy  kingdom  given ; 
Thy  will  be  done  on  earth  as  'tis  in  heaven ; 
Keep  us  in  life;  forgive  our  sins;  deliver 

Us  now  and  ever.  Tr.  Cath*rin*  mnfno,»-th. 


xSsS. 


42 


EVENING. 


HOLLEY.     7s. 


George  Hews.     1835. 


Sab  -  bath  -  day  ; 


Night  her  solemn  mantle  spreads 
O'er  the  earth,  as  daylight  fades ; 
All  things  tell  of  calm  repose 
At  the  holy  Sabbath's  close. 
Peace  is  on  the  world  abroad ; 
'Tis  the  holy  peace  of  God, 
Symbol  of  the  peace  within 
When  the  spirit  rests  from  sin. 
Still  the  Spirit  lingers  near. 
Where  the  evening  worshipper 
Seeks  communion  with  the  skies, 
Pressing  onward  to  the  prize. 
Saviour,  may  our  Sabbaths  be 
Days  of  peace  and  joy  in  thee, 
Till  in  heaven  our  souls  repose, 
Where  the  Sabbatli  ne'er  shall  close. 

Samuel  F.  Smith. 


Softly  now  the  light  of  day 
Fades  upon  my  sight  away  ; 
Free  from  care,  from  labor  free. 
Lord,  I  would  commune  with  thee, 

2  Thou,  whose  all-pervading  eye 
Naught  escapes,  without,  within  ! 

Pardon  each  infirmity. 

Open  fault,  and  secret  sin. 

3  Soon,  for  me,  the  light  of  day 
Shall  forever  pass  away ; 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Take  me.  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee. 

4  Thou  who,  sinless,  yet  hast  known 
All  of  man's  infirmity  ! 

Then,  from  tliine  eternal  throne. 
Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye. 

1843.  George  W.  Doane.     1824. 

William  B.  Bradbury .     1844. 


BRADEN. 

1.  The  swift  declininj;  clay,  How  fast  its  moments  fly  !  While  evening's  broad  and  gloomy  shade  Gains  on  the 

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Ye  mortals,  mark  its  pace. 
And  use  the  hours  of  light; 

And  know,  its  Maker  can  command 
At  once  eternal  niglit. 

Give  glory  to  the  Lord, 

Who  rules  the  whirling  sphere ; 


Submissive  at  his  footstool  bow, 
And  seek  salvation  there. 

Then  shall  new  lustre  break 

Through  death's  impending  gloom. 
And  lead  you  to  unchanging  light, 

\\\  your  celestial  home. 

Philip  Doddridge.     1740. 


EVENING. 


43 


LAST    BEAM.     P.  M. 


Portuguese. 


79 


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1  Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice 

Before  the  Lord,  your  sovereign  King; 
Serve    him    with    cheerful    heart    and 
voice, 
With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  sing. 

2  The  Lord  is  God  ;  'tis  lie  alone 

Doth  life  and  breath  and  being  give : 
We  arc  his  work,  and  not  our  own, 
The  sheep  that  on  his  pastures  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  songs  of  joy. 

With  praises  to  his  courts  repair ; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ. 

To    pay    your    thanks    and    honors 
there. 

4  The  Lord  is  good,  the  Lord  is  kind ; 

(xreat  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  sure ; 
And  all  the  race  of  man  shall  find 
His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 

Isaac  If-'aiis.     1719. 


81 

1  From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  : 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung, 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ! 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word : 

•     Thy   praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to 
shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

Isaac  Watts.     1719. 
82 

1  Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high ; 
And  as  thy  glory  fills  the  sky. 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  displayed, 
Till  thou  art  here,  as  there,  obeyed. 

2  Thy  praises,  Lord,  I  will  resound 
To  all  the  listening  nations  round  : 
Thy  mercy  highest  heaven  transcends, 
Thy  truth  beyond  the  clouds  extends. 

Tate  fir-  Brady.     X69& 


PRAISE    AND    ADORATION. 


45 


TRURO.     L.  M. 


Charles  Barney.     1760. 


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2  The  Lord  is  just,  a  helper  tried, 
Mercy  is  ever  at  his  side ; 

His  kingly  crown  is  holiness, 
His  sceptre,  pity  in  distress. 

3  Fling  wide  the  portals  of  your  heart, 
Make  it  a  temple  set  apart 

From  earthly  use  for  heaven's  employ, 
Adorned  with  prayer  and  love  and  joy, 

4  Redeemer,  come  !  I  open  wide 

My  heart  to  thee  :  here,  Lord,  abide  ! 
Let  me  thy  inner  presence  feel, 
Thy  grace  and  love  in  me  reveal. 

5  So  come,  my  Sovereign,  enter  in ; 
Let  new  and  nobler  life  begin: 
Thy  Holy  Spirit  guide  us  on, 
Until  the  glorious  crown  be  won. 

George  Weissel.     1630. 
84 

I  O  DREADFUL  glory  that  doth  make 
Thick    darkness   round    the    heavenly 

throne. 
Through  which  no  angel-eye  may  break. 
Wherein  the  Lord  doth  dwell  alone ! 


2  What  secret  place,  what  distant  star 
Is  like,  dread  Lord,  to  thine  abode  ? 
Why  dwellest  thou  from  us  so  far  ? 
We  yearn  for  thee,  thou  hidden  God. 

3  Vain  searchers !  but  we  need  not  mourn ; 
We  need  not  stretch  our  weary  wings ; 
Thou  meetest  us  where'er  we  turn ; 
Thou  beamest,   Lord,   from    all    bright 

things. 

4  But  sweetest.  Lord,  dost  thou  appear 
\\\  the  dear  Saviour's  smiling  face ; 
The  heavenly  majesty  draws  near 
And  offers  us  its  kind  embrace. 

5  To  us,  vain  searchers  after  God, 
To  us  the  Holy  Ghost  doth  come ; 
From  us  thou  hidest  thine  abode ; 

But  thou  wilt  make  our  souls  thy  home. 

6  O  Glory  that  no  eye  may  bear ! 

O    Presence    Bright,    our    souls'    sweet 

guest ! 
O  Farthest  off,  O  ever  Near ! 
Most  Hidden  and  Most  Manifest ! 

Thomas  H.  Gill.     i860. 


46 


GOD. 


DUKE    STREET.     L.  M. 


John  Hat  ton.     1790. 


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Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy  : 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone ; 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid. 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men  ; 
And   when,  like   wandering  sheep,  we 

strayed. 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

We  are  his  people,  we  his  care. 
Our  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame : 
What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

We'll   crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful 

songs. 
High  as  the  heaven  our  voices  raise  ; 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues. 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  shall  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

Isaac  Watts.     1719. 


1  The  Lord  is  King !  lift  up  thy  voice, 
O  earth,  and  all  ye  heavens,  rejoice ! 
From  world  to  world  the  joy  shall  ring : 
The  Lord  Omnipotent  is  King. 

2  The    Lord   is   King !     who   then   shall 

dare 
Resist  his  will,  distrust  his  care, 
Or  murmur  at  his  wise  decrees, 
Or  doubt  his  royal  promises  ? 

3  The  Lord  is  King !  child  of  the  dust. 
The  Judge  of  all  the  earth  is  just : 
Holy  and  true  are  all  his  ways ; 

Let  every  creature  speak  bis  praise 

4  O,  when  his  wisdom  can  mistake, 
His  might  decay,  his  love  forsake, 
Then  may  his  children  cease  to  sing. 
The  Lord  Omnipotent  is  King. 

5  One  Lord,  one  empire,  all  secures ; 

He  reigns,  and  life  and  death  are  yours : 
Through    earth    and  heaven   one    song 

shall  ring 
The  Lord  Omnipotent  is  King. 

yosiah  Condir.     1824, 


PRAISE    AND    ADORATION 
VANHALL'S   HYMN.     L.  M. 


47 


Vanhall. 


1.  Jesus,wliere'er  thy  people  meet,  There  ftiey  behold  thy  mercy-seat;  Where'er  they  seek  thee, 


thou  art  found  ;  And  ev-eiy  place  is  hallowed  ground, And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 


^      ■^• 


1  Jesus,  where'er  thy  people  meet, 
There  they  behold  thy  mercy-seat ; 
Where'er  they  seek  thee,  thou  art  found; 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 

2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
Inhabitest  the  humble  mind ; 

Such  ever  bring  thee  where  they  come, 
And  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 

3  Great  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  few ! 
Thy  former  mercies  here  renew ; 
Here  to  our  waiting  hearts  proclaim 
The  sweetness  of  thy  saving  name. 

Williant  Cowper.     1760. 

88 

1  Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays 
Attempt  thy  great  Creator's  praise  : 
But  oh,  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fame  ? 
What  mortal  verse  can  reach  the  theme  ? 

2  Enthroned  amid  the  radiant  spheres, 
He  glory  like  a  garment  wears; 

To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine. 

Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 


In  all  our  Maker's  grand  designs, 
Almighty  power  with  wisdom  shines ; 
His  works,  thro'  all  this  wondrous  frame, 
Declare  the  glory  of  his  name. 

4  Raised  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul,  his  glories  sing ; 
And  let  his  praise  employ  thy  tongue. 
Till  listening  worlds  shall  join  the  song ! 

_  Thomas  Blacklock.     xt^a. 

89 

1  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong ; 
Crown  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  song ; 
His  wondrous  names  and  pow'rs  rehearse* 
His  honors  shall  enrich  your  verse. 

2  He  shakes  the  heavens  with  loud  alarms; 
How  terrible  is  God  in  arms ! 

In  Israel  are  his  mercies  known ; 
Israel  is  his  peculiar  throne. 

3  Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  him  blest; 
He's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  rest; 
When  terrors  rise,  and  nations  faint, 
God  is  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

Isaac  Watts.     1719. 


48 


GOD. 


ROTHWELL.     L.  M. 


William  Tansur.     1743. 


1.  Lord  God  of  Hosts,  by  all    adored !  Thy  name  we  praise  with  one  accord;  The  earth  and  heavens  are 


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1  Lord  God  of  Hosts,  by  all  adored ! 
Thy  name  we  praise  with  one  accord ; 
The  earth  and  heavens  are  full  of  thee, 
Thy  light,  thy  love,  thy  majesty. 

2  Loud  hallelujahs  to  thy  name 
Angels  and  seraphim  proclaim  ; 
Eternal  praise  to  thee  is  given 

By  all  the  powers  and  thrones  in  heaven. 

3  The  apostles  join  the  glorious  throng. 
The  prophets  aid  to  swell  the  song. 
The  noble  and  triumphant  host 

Of  martyrs  make  of  thee  their  boast. 

4  The  holy  church  in  every  place 
Throughout  the  world  exalts  thy  praise  ; 
Both    heaven    and    earth    do    worship 

thee, 
Thou  Father  of  eternity  ! 

5  From  day  to  day,  O  Lord,  do  we 

Highly  exalt  and  honor  thee  ; 
Thy  name  we  worship  and  adore. 
World  without  end,  forevermore. 

yohn  Gainbold.    1754.      TV.,  Tkojtias  Cottcrill.    1810. 


9^ 

1  Lord  of  all  being ;  throned  afar, 
Thy  glory  flames  from  sun  and  star ; 
Centre  and  soul  of  every  sphere. 
Yet  to  each  loving  heart  how  near ! 

2  Sun  of  our  life,  thy  quickening  ray 
Sheds  on  our  path  the  glow  of  day  ; 
Star  of  our  hope,  thy  softened  light 
Cheers  the  long  watches  of  the  night. 

3  Our  midnight  is  thy  smile  withdrawn; 
Our  noontide  is  thy  gracious  dawn ; 
Our  rainbow  arch  thy  mercy's  sign ; 
All,  save  the  clouds  of  sin,  are  thine ! 

4  Lord  of  all  life,  below,  above. 

Whose  light  is  truth,  whose  warmth  is 

love, 
Before  thy  ever-blazing  throne 
We  ask  no  lustre  of  our  own. 

5  Grant  us  thy  truth  to  make  us  free, 
y\nd  kindling  hearts  that  burn  for  thee, 
Till  all  thy  living  altars  claim 

One  holy  light,  one  heavenly  flame ! 

Oliver  Wendell  Holmes.     1848. 


PRAISE    AND    ADORATION. 


49 


CREATION.     L.  M.  D. 


Francis  Joseph  Haydn.     1798. 
M.  I  2d. 


^  j  The  spacious  fir  -  ma-ment  on  liigh,  With  all  the   blue  e  -  the  -  real  sky, 
■(  And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame,  Their  great  0-rig-i  -  nal  [Omit...]     proclaim; 


I       I  I 

Th'  unwearied  sun,  from  day    to    day,     Does  his 


Cre  -  a    -     tor's  power  display  ; 


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2  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale ; 
And  nightly,  to  the  listening  earth. 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth ; 
While  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll. 

And  spread  the  truth  from  polo  to  pole. 

3  What  though  in  solemn  silence,  all 
Move  round  the  dark  terrestrial  ball, — 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amid  their  radiant  orbs  be  found, — 
In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice. 

And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice. 
For  ever  sino'ing  as  they  shine, 
"The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine." 

yoseph  Addison.     17 12. 

93 

I  Eternal  Source  of  every  joy, 

Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 
To  hail  thee,  sovereign  of  the  year ! 


Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 
Thy  hand  supports  and  guides  the  whole, 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise. 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

2  The  flowery  spring  at  thy  command, 
Perfumes  the  air,  adorns  the  land ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigor  shine. 
To  raise  the  corn,  to  cheer  the  vine. 
Thy  hand,  in  autumn,  richly  pours. 
Through  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores; 
And  winters,  softened  by  thy  care, 

No  more  a  face  of  horror  wear. 

3  Seasons    and   months,    and    weeks   and 

days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise ; 
And  be  the  grateful  homage  paid. 
With  morning  light  and  evening  shade. 
Here  in  thy  house  let  incense  rise, 
And  circling  Sabbaths  bless  our  eyes. 
Till  to  those  lofty  heights  we  soar, 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more. 

Philip  Doddridge.     1755- 


50 


GOD. 


WELTON.     L.  M. 


Ctesar  H.  A .  Malan.     1830. 


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1  Eternal  Father,  when  to  thee, 
Beyond  all  worlds,  by  faith  I  soar, 
Before  thy  boundless  majesty 

I  stand  in  silence,  and  adore. 

2  But,  Saviour,  thou  art  by  my  side ; 
Thy  voice  I  hear,  thy  face  I  see. 
Thou  art  my  friend,  ray  daily  guide ; 
God  over  all,  yet  God  with  me. 

3  And  thou,  Great  Spirit,  in  my  heart 
Dost  make  thy  temple  day  by  day : 
The  Holy  Ghost  of  (lod  thou  art. 
Yet  dwellest  in  this  house  of  clay. 

4  Blest  Trinity,  in  whom  alone 
All  thino-s  created  move  or  rest, 

IliLih  ill  the  heavens  thou  hast  thy  throne. 
Thou  hast  thy  throne  within  my  breast, 

Hervey  D.  Ganse.     1872. 

I  O  Source  divine,  and  Life  of  all, 
'  The  Fount  of  being's  wondrous  sea. 


Thy  depth  would  every  heart  appall. 
That  saw  not  Love  supreme  in  thee. 

2  We  shrink  before  thy  vast  abyss. 
Where  worlds  on  worlds  eternal  brood; 
We  know  thee  truly  but  in  this. 

That  thou  bestowest  all  our  good. 

3  And  so,  'mid  boundless  time  and  space, 
O  grant  us  still  in  thee  to  dwell. 

And  through  the  ceaseless  web  to  trace 
Thy  presence  working  all  things  well. 

4  Nor  let  thou  life's  delightful  play 
Thy  truth's  transcendent  vision  hide; 
Nor  strength  and  gladness  lead  astray 
From  thee,  our  nature's  only  guide. 

5  Bestow  on  every  joyous  thrill 
Thy  deeper  tone  of  reverent  awe ; 
Make  pure  tliy  children's  erring  will, 
And  teach  their  hearts  to  love  thy  law. 

John  Sterling.     1839. 


PRAISE    AND    ADORATION. 


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2  Hark,  the  voice  of  nature  sings 
Praises  to  the  King  of  kings; 
Let  us  join  the  choral  song, 
And  the  heavenly  notes  prolong. 

Nathan  Strong.     1799. 

97 

1  Mighty  God,  the  First,  the  Last, 

AVhat  are  ages  in  thy  sight 
But  as  yesterday  when  past, 
Or  a  watch  within  the  night? 

2  All  that  being  ever  knew, 

Down,  far  down,  ere  time  had  birth. 
Stands  as  clear  within  thy  view 
As  the  present  things  of  earth. 


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All  that  being  e'er  shall  know, 

On,  still  on,  through  farthest  years, 

All  eternity  can  show. 

Bright  before  thee  now  appears. 

In  thine  all-embracing  sight, 

Every  change  its  purpose  meets, 

Every  cloud  floats  into  light. 
Every  woe  its  glory  greets. 

Whatsoe'er  our  lot  may  be. 
Calmly  in  this  thought  we'll  rest, — 
Could  we  see  as  thou  dost  see. 
We  should  choose  it  as  the  best. 

William  Gaskell.     1837. 


QO       (WELTON.) 

1  When  Israel,  of  the  Lord  beloved. 
Out  from  the  land  of  bondage  came. 
Her  fathers'  God  before  her  moved. 
An  awful  guide,  in  smoke  and  flame. 

2  By  day,  along  th'  astonished  lands, 
The  cloudy  pillar  glided  slow  : 

By  night,  Arabia's  crimsoned  sands 
Returned  the  fiery  column's  glow. 


3  Thus  present  still,  though  now  unseen, 
O  Lord,  when  shines  the  prosperous  day. 
Be  thoughts  of  thee  a  cloudy  screen, 
To  temper  the  deceitful  ray. 

4  And   0,  when  gathers  on  our  path, 

In  shade  and  storm,  the  frequent  night. 
Be  thou  long-suffering,  slow  to  wrath, 
A  burning  and  a  shining  light. 

Walter  Scott.     1^20. 


52 


GOD. 


MENDEBRAS.     7s  &  6s.    D. 


German  Air.    Arr.  by  Lowell  Mason.     1839. 


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0  Lord,  the  same  as  now,   To  end-less  gen-er  -  a  -  tions,  Tlie  Ev  -  er  -  last-ing  thou  ! 


99 


2  Our  years  are  like  the  shadows 

On  sunny  hills  that  lie, 
Or  grasses  in  the  meadows 

That  blossom  but  to  die : 
A  sleep,  a  dream,  a  story 

By  strangers  quickly  told, 
An  unrcmaining-  glory 

Of  thino-s  that  soon  are  old. 


C.  M 


3  O  thou  who  canst  not  slumber, 

Whose  light  grows  never  pale, 
Teach  us  aright  to  number 

Our  years  before  they  fail ! 
On  us  thy  mercy  lighten, 

On  us  thy  goodness  rest. 
And  let  thy  Spirit  brighten 

The  hearts  thyself  hast  blessed  ! 

Edward  H.  Bickersteth. 


John  B.  Dykes.     1861. 


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Heaven  is  still  with  anthems  ringing ; 

Earth  takes  np  the  angels'  ciy, 
Holy,  holy,  lioly,  singing. 

Lord  of  hosts,  thou  Lord  most  high. 

Ever  thus  in  God's  high  praises, 
Brethren,  let  our  tongues  unite. 

While  our  thoughts  his  greatness  raises. 
And  our  love  his  gifts  excite: 


4  With  his  seraph  train  before  him, 

With  his  holy  church  below, 
Thus  unite  we  to  adore  him. 
Bid  we  thus  our  anthem  flow. 

5  Thus  thy  glorious  name  confessing, 

We  adopt  the  angels'  ciy, 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  blessing 

Thee,  the  Lord  our  God  most  high  ! 

Richard  Mant.     1837. 


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O  God,  we  praise  thee,  and  confess 
That  thou  the  onlv  Lord 

And  everlasting  Father  art. 
By  all  the  earth  adored. 

To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud ; 

To  thee  the  powers  on  high, 
Both  cherubim  and  seraphim. 

Continually  do  cry: — 

0  lioly,  lioly,  holy  Lord, 

AVhom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 


The  world  is  with  the  glory  filled 
Of  thy  majestic  sway  ! 

4  The  apostles'  glorious  company. 

And  prophets  crowned  with  light, 
With  all  the  martyrs'  noble  host, 
Thy  constant  praise  recite. 

5  The  holy  church  throughout  the  world, 

O  Lord,  confesses  thee, 
That  thou  the  eternal  Father  art. 
Of  boundless  majesty. 

Tate  b'  Brady.     1703. 


54 


GOD. 


WARD.     L.  M. 


Scotch.    A  rr.  by  Lowell  Mason,     1830. 


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102 

1  God  is  the  refntje  of  his  saints, 
Wlicii  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurled 
Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there, 
Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world ; 
Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar ; 
In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide ; 
While  every  nation,  every  shore. 
Trembles,  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide. 

4  There  is  a  stream  whose  gentle  flow 
Supplies  the  city  of  our  God, 

Life,  love  and  joy,  still  gliding  through, 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 

5  That  sacred  stream,  thine  holy  word. 
Our  grief  allays,  our  fear  controls ; 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford. 

And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 


6  Zion  enjoys  her  Monarch's  love, 
Secure  against  a  threatening  hour; 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundation  move, 
Built    on    his    truth,  and    armed    with 
power. 

Isaac  Watts.    1719. 

1  There's  nothing  bright,  above,  below, 
From  flowers  that  bloom  to  stars  that 

glow, 
But  in  its  light  my  soul  can  see 
Some  features  of  the  Deity. 

2  There's  nothing  dark,  below,  above, 
But  in  its  gloom  I  trace  thy  love. 
And  nieckh'  wait  the  moment  when 
Thy  touch  shall  make  all  bright  again. 

3  The  light,  the  dark,  where'er  I  look, 
Shall  be  one  pure  and  shining  book. 
Where  I  may  read,  in  words  of  flame, 
The  glories  of  thy  wondrous  name. 

Thomas  Moore.     18 16. 


PRAISE    FOR    HIS    MERCY. 


55 


GENEVA.     C.  M. 


y.  Cole.     iSos. 


When  all        thy    mercies,  O        my       God, 
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104 

1  When  all  thy  mercies,  0  my  God, 

My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2  Unnumbered  comforts  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestowed. 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  flowed. 

3  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

4  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ ; 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart. 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

5  Through  every  period  of  my  life 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue  ; 


And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

6  Through  all  eternity,  to  thee 
A  joyful  song  I'll  raise ; 
But  0,  eternity's  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise  ! 

Joseph  Addison.     1712. 

1  The  mercies  of  my  God  and  King 

My  tongue  shall  still  pursue : 
0  happy  they  who,  while  they  sing 
Those  mercies,  share  them  too ! 

2  As  bright  and  lasting  as  the  sun, 

As  lofty  as  the  sky. 
From  age  to  age  thy  word  shall  run, 
And  chance  and  change  defy. 

3  The  covenant  of  the  King  of  kings 

Shall  stand  forever  sure  ; 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings 
Thy  saints  repose  secure. 

Htnry  Francis  Lyit.     1834. 


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MERTON.     C.  M. 


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With  warm  devotion  rise  ! 
How  should  our  souls,  on  wings  of  love, 
Mount  upward  to  the  skies! 

3  Come,  Lord  !  th}^  love  alone  can  raise 

In  us  the  heavenly  flame  ; 
Then  shall  our  lips  resound  thy  praise, 
Our  hearts  adore  thy  name. 

4  Dear  Saviour !  Let  thy  glory  shine. 

And  fill  thy  dwellings  here, 
Till  life,  and  love,  and  joy  divine 
A  heaven  on  earth  appear. 

5  Then  shall  our  hearts  enraptured  say, 

Come,  great  Redeemer !  come, 
And  bring  the  bright,  the  glorious  day, 
That  calls  thy  children  home. 

Anne  Steele.     1760. 


1  There's  not  a  star  whose  twinkling  light 

Ilhimes  the  distant  earth, 
And  cheers  the  solemn  gloom  of  night. 
But  goodness  gave  it  birth. 

2  There's  not  a  cloud  whose  dews  distil 

Upon  the  parching  clod. 
And  clothe  with  verdure  vale  and  hill, 
That  is  not  sent  by  God. 

3  There's  not  a  place  in  earth's  vast  round, 

In  ocean  deep,  or  air, 
Where  skill  and  wisdom  are  not  found; 
For  God  is  everywhere. 

4  Around,  beneath,  below,  above, 

Wherever  space  extends. 
There  Heaven  displays  its  boundless  love, 
And  power  with  goodness  blends. 

James  Cowdran  IValiace.     1S24. 


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2  Tell  of  his  wondrous  faithfulness, 

And  sound  his  power  abroad ; 
Sing  the  sweet  promise  of 'his  grace, 
And  the  performing  God. 

3  His  very  word  of  grace  is  strong. 

As  that  which  built  the  skies ; 
The  voice  that  rolls  the  stars  along. 
Speaks  all  the  promises. 

4  O,  might  I  hear  thy  heavenly  tongue 

But  whisper,  "  Thou  art  mine  !  " 
Those  gentle  words  should  raise  my  song 
To  notes  almost  divine. 

Isaac  IVatis.     1707. 

I  My  God !  the  spring  of  all  my  joys. 
The  life  of  my  delights. 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights. 


In  darkest  shades  if  he  appear. 

My  dawning  is  begun  ! 
He  is  my  soul's  sweet  morning  star. 

And  he  my  rising  sun. 

The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine 
With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 

While  Jesus  shows  his  heart  is  mine, 
And  whispers,  I  am  his! 

My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 
At  that  transporting  word. 

Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  way, 
T'  embrace  my  dearest  Lord. 

Fearless  of  hell,  and  ghastly  death, 
I'd  break  through  every  foe ; 

The  wings  of  love,  and  arms  of  faith. 
Should  bear  me  conqueror  through. 

Isaac  Watts.     1709. 


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SOUTHPORT.     C.  M. 


Geo.  Kingsley.    1853. 


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1  My  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art, 

Thy  Majesty  how  bright ! 
IIow  beautiful  thy  mercy-seat 
In  depths  of  burning  light! 

2  O  how  I  fear  thee,  living  God  ! 

With  deepest,  tenderest  fears, 
And  worship  thee  with  trembling  hope 
And  penitential  tears. 

3  Yet  I  may  love  thee  too,  O  Lord, 

Almighty  as  thou  art; 
For  thou  hast  stooped  to  ask  of  me 
The  love  of  my  poor  heart. 

4  No  earthly  father  loves  like  thee ; 

No  mother  half  so  mild 
Bears  and  forbears,  as  thou  hast  done 
With  me  thy  sinful  child. 

5  Only  to  sit  and  think  of  God, 

O,  what  a  joy  it  is !  [name. 

To  think  the  thought,  to  breathe   the 
Earth  has  no  higher  bliss. 

6  Father  of  mercies,  Love's  reward, 

What  rapture  will  it  be. 
Prostrate  before  thy  throne  to  lie, 
And  gaze  and  gaze  on  thee  ! 

^Frederic  IV.  Faber.     1849. 


Ill 

1  God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 

His  wonders  to  poj-form  ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill. 
He  treasures  up  liis  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take ; 

Tlie  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
\\\  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense. 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence, 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast. 

Unfolding  every  hour  ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain  ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

William  Cowper.    1779. 


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John  Randall.    1790. 


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2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne, 

Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure  ; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood. 

Or  earth  received  her  frame. 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  A  thousand  ages  in  thy  sight 

Are  like  an  evening  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night. 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

5  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away; 
They  fly  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

6  O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past. 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come! 
Be  thou  our  guard,  while  troubles  last, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

Isaac  Watis.     171Q. 


1  There  is  a  book  that  all  may  read, 

Which  heavenly  truth  imparts. 

And  all  the  lore  its  scholars  need. 

Pure  eyes  and  Christian  hearts. 

2  The  works  of  God  above,  below, 

Within  us  and  around, 
Are  pages  in  that  book  to  show 
How  God  himself  is  found. 

3  The  glorious  sky,  embracing  all. 

Is  like  the  Maker's  love, 
Wherewith  encompassed,  great  and  small 
In  peace  and  order  move. 

4  The  dew  of  heaven  is  like  thy  grace. 

It  steals  in  silence  down ; 
But  where  it  lights,  the  favored  place 
By  richest  fruits  is  known. 

5  Thou  who  hast  given  me  eyes  to  see 

And  love  this  sight  so  fair. 

Give  me  a  heart  to  find  out  thee, 

And  read  thee  everywhere. 

John  Keblt.     1827. 


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2  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 

Thou  ever-blessed  God ! 
IIow  dear  thy  servants  in  thy  sight — 

How  precious  is  their  blood  ! 
IIow  happy  all  thy  servants  are  ! 

IIow  great  thy  grace  to  me  ! 
My  life,  which  tliou  hast  made  thy  care, 

Lord  !  I  devote  to  thee. 

3  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine ; 

Nor  shall  my  purpose  move  ; 
Thy  hand  hath  loosed  my  bonds  of  pain, 

And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 
Here,  in  thy  courts,  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  record ; 
Witness,  ye  saints,  who  hear  me  now. 

If  I  forsake  the  Lord. 

Isaac  Watts.     1719. 

I  0  Lord,  I  would  delight  in  thee, 
And  on  thy  care  depend  : 
To  thee  in  every  trouble  flee, 
My  best,  my  only  Friend  1 


"When  all  preated  streams  are  dried, 

Thy  fullness  is  the  same  ; 
May  I  with  this  be  satisfied. 

And  glory  in  thy  name. 

2  No  good  in  creatures  can  be  found, 

But  may  be  found  in  thee ; 
I  must  have  all  things,  and  abound, 

While  God  is  God  to  me. 
O  that  I  had  a  stronger  faith. 

To  look  within  the  veil, 
To  credit  what  my  Saviour  snith, 

Whose  word  can  never  fail. 

3  He  that  has  made  my  heaven  secure, 

Will  here  all  good  provide  ; 
While  Christ  is  rich,  can  I  be  poor  ? 

What  can  I  want  beside  ? 
0  Lord,  I  cast  my  care  on  thee ; 

I  triumph  and  adore  ; 
Henceforth  my  great  concern  shall  be 

To  love  and  praise  thee  more. 

John  Ryland.     1777, 


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Ignace  Pleyel.     1791. 


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2  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  niUng  hand  I  see  ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear 

Because  conferred  by  thee. 
In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 

Or  seek  relief  in  prayer, 

3  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower. 

My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 
My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear ; 

That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 

Helen  Maria  Williams.     17S6. 


117 


When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose. 

And  sighs  her  God  to  seek. 
How  sweet  to  hail  the  evening's  close 

That  ends  the  weary  week. 
How  sweet  to  hail  the  early  dawn 

That  opens  on  the  sight, 
When  first  that  soul-reviving  morn 

Beams  its  new  rays  of  light. 

Sweet  day,  thine  hours  too  soon  will  cease; 

Yet,  while  they  gently  roll. 
Breathe,  heavenly  Spirit,  source  of  peace, 

A  Sabbath  o'er  my  soul. 
When  will  my  pilgrimage  be  done, 

The  world's  long  week  be  o'er. 
That  Sabbath  dawn  which  needs  no  sun, 

That  day  which  fades  no  more? 

James  Ednieston.     182a 


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BADEA.     S.  M. 


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His  counsel  and  his  care, 
Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death. 
And  every  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  our  souls. 

Unblemished  and  complete. 
Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 

Shall  meet  around  the  throne, 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 

And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer  God 

Wisdom  and  power  belongs, 
Immortal  crowns  of  majesty. 
And  everlasting  songs. 

Isaac  Watts.     1709. 

1  O  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul. 

Let  all  within  me  join. 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name, 
Whose  favors  are  divine. 

2  O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul, 

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'Tis  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  make  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

AVhen  ransomed  from  the  grave  ; 
He  that  redeemed  my  soul  from  hell, 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 

Isaac  Watts.     iTii). 

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1  My  soul,  repeat  his  praise, 

AVhose  mercies  are  so  great ; 
W'hose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  God  will  not  always  chide; 

And,  when  his  strokes  are  felt, 
His  strokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes, 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 

3  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 

Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

4  His  power  subdues  our  sins. 

And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west. 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

Isaac  Watts.     1719. 


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2  Thou  art  the  Father  of  heaven  and  earth ; 
Worlds  uncreated  to  thee  owe  their  birth ; 
All  the  creation,  thy  voice  when  it  heard, 
Started  to  life  and  to  light  at  thy  Word. 

3  Onward  the  sun  and  the  moon  on  their  march 
Span  with  the  rainbow  the  firnmment's  arch ; 
Stars  yet  unknown,  and  whose  light  is  to  come, 
Find  in  creation  their  place  and  a  home. 

4  Earth  with  the  mountain,  the  river,  the  plain, 
Sky  with  the  dew-drop,  the  wind,  and  the  rain, 
Beast  of  the  forest,  wild  bird  of  the  air, 

All  are  thy  creatures,  and  all  are  thy  care. 

5  Ocean  the  restless,  and  waters  that  swell, 
Lightnings  that  flash  over  flood,  over  fell, 
Own  thee  the  Master  Almighty,  and  call 
Thee  the  Creator,  the  Father,  of  all. 

6  Yea,  thou  art  Father  of  all,  and  thy  love 
Pity  for  man  that  is  fallen  doth  move ; 
Guide  us  in  life,  and  protect  to  the  last ; 
And,  at  thine  Advent,  Lord,  pardon  the  past. 


E.  A.  Dayman. 


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ITALIAN    HYMN.     6s  &  4s. 


Felice  Giardini.     1760. 


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Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword  ; 

Our  prayer  attend  ; 
Come,  and  thy  people  bless, 
And  give  thy  word  success  : 
Spirit  of  holiness, 

On  us  descend. 

3  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear, 

In  this  glad  hour : 
Thou,  who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  every  heart. 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  power. 

4  To  the  great  One  in  Three, 
The  highest  praises  be, 

Hence  evermore ! 
His  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  sec. 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 

Charles  Wesley.     1757. 


123 


Thou,  whose  almighty  Word 
Chaos  and  darkness  heard. 

And  took  their  tliglit ; 
Hear  us,  we  humbly  pray, 
And  where  the  Gospel's  day 
Sheds  not  its  glorious  ray, 

"  Let  there  be  light." 

Thou,  who  didst  come  to  bring 

On  thy  redeeming  wing- 
Healing  and  sight, 

Health  to  the  sick  in  mind, 

Sight  to  the  inly  blind, 

O,  now  to  all  mankind 
"  Let  there  be  light." 

Spirit  of  truth  and  love, 
Life-giving,  holy  Dove, 

Speed  forth  thy  flight; 
Move  o'er  the  water's  face. 
Bearing  the  lamp  of  grace, 
And  in  earth's  darkest  place 

"  Let  there  be  light." 

yohn   Marriott. 


1813. 


THE    ETERNAL    KING. 


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2  Let  them  his  cjreat  name  devoutly  adore  ; 
In  loud-swelling  strains  his  praises  ex- 
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Who  graciously  opens  his  bountiful  store, 
Their  wants  to  relieve,  and  his  children 
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3  "With  glory  adorned, his  people  shall  sing 
To  God,  who  defence  and  plenty  supplies; 
Their  loud  acclamations  to  him,  their 

great  King, 
Through  earth   shall  be  sounded,   and 
reach  to  the  skies. 

NahuTti  Tate.     1696. 

I  O  WORSHIP  the  King  all-glorious  above. 
And  gratefully  sing  his  wonderful  love  ; 
Our  Shield  and  Defender,  the  Ancient 

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Pavilioned  in  splendor,  and  girded  with 

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2  O  tell  of  bis  migbt,  and  sing  of  his  grace, 
Whose  robe  is  the  light,  whose  canojty 

space ; 

His  chariots  of  wrath  the  deep  thunder- 
clouds form, 

And  dark  is  his  path  on  the  wings  of 
the  storm. 

3  Thy  bountiful  care  what  tongue  can  re- 

cite ? 
It  breathes  in  the  air, it  shines  in  the  light, 
It  streams  from  the  hills,  it  descends  to 

the  plain. 
And  sweetly  distills  in  the  dew  and  the 

rain. 

4  Frail  children  of  dust,  and  feeble  as  frail. 
In  thee  do  we  trust,  nor  find  thee  to  fail ; 
Thy  mercies  how  tender!  how  firm  to 

the  end ! 
Our  Maker,  Defender,  Redeemer,  and 
Friend. 

Sir  Robert  Grant.     1830. 


66  GOD. 

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With  an  everlasting  love  ; 
Saviour,  who  the  bar  reinovest 

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Spirit,  daily  meetness  bringlno^ 

For  the  glory  there  upstorcd ; 
List  to  thy  glad  people  singing, 

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2  Lord,  with  sin-bound  souls  thou  bearost, 

Sti'uggling  towards  this  strain  divine  ; 
Glad  on  mortal  lips  thou  hearest 
That  thrice  awful  name  of  thine. 


But  thou  listenest,  0  how  sweetly  ! 

When  from  holy  lips  outpoured. 
Rings  thro'  heaven  this  strain  full  meetly, 

"  Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  !  " 

Shall  we.  Lord,  meet  voices  never 

Bring  to  that  eternal  hynui  ? 
Hallow  us  to  help  the  entleavor 

Of  thy  pure-lipped  Seraphim  : 
Hark!  their  own  high  strain  we  bring  theo, 

Listen  to  the  full  accord  ! 
Sweet  the  song  we  ever  sing  theo, 

"  Holy,  holy,  lioly  Lord  f" 

TAemas  H.  Gill.     i860. 


OMNISCIENCE  — ETERNITY. 


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Amazing  knowledge,  vast  and  great ! 
What  large  extent !  what  lofty  height ! 
My  soul,  with  all  the  powers  I  boast, 
Is  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost. 

0,    may    these   thoughts    possess    my 

breast, 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest; 
Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 

Isaac  li'atts.     1719. 
Scotch  Psalter.     1615. 


2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own. 
Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known ; 

He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak, 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand ; 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand ; 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

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1.  Great  God !  how  infinite  art  thou  !  Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  how, 

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2  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 

Ere  seas  or  stars  Avere  made ; 
Thou  art  the  ever-living  God, 
Were  all  the  nations  dead. 

3  Eternity,  with  all  its  years. 

Stands  present  in  thy  view  ; 
To  thee  there's  nothing  old  appears, 
Great  God  !  there's  nothino-  new. 


4  Our  lives  thro'  various  scenes  are  drawn, 

And  vexed  with  trifling  cares ; 
While  thine  eternal  thought  moves  on 
Thine  undisturbed  affairs. 

5  Great  God  !  how  infinite  art  thou ! 

What  worthless  worms  are  we ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

Isaac  Watts.     1709. 


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HERALD-ANGELS.     7s.    D. 


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2  Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  away, — 
Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  that  day  ; 
God  will  make  new  heavens  and  earth, — 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 
And  shall  man  alone  be  dumb, 

Till  that  glorious  kingdom  come  ? 
No ;  tlie  Church  delights  to  raise 
Psalms  and  hymns  and  songs  of  praise. 

3  Saints  below,  with  lieart  and  voice, 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice ; 
Learning  here,  by  faith  and  love, 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 
Borne  upon  the  latest  breath, 
Songs  of  praise  sliall  conquer  death ; 
Then,  amidst  eternal  joy. 

Songs  of  praise  their  powers  employ. 

James  Montgomery.     1819. 


1  Praise  the  Lord,  his  glories  show, 
Saints  within  his  courts  below. 
Angels  round  his  throne  above. 
All  that  see  and  share  his  love ! 
Earth  to  heaven,  and  heaven  to  earth, 
Tell  his  wonders,  sing  his  worth ; 
Age  to  age,  and  shore  to  shore. 
Praise  him,  praise  him,  evermore ! 

2  I'raise  the  Lord,  his  mercies  trace; 
Praise  his  providence  and  grace, 
All  that  he  for  man  hath  done, 
All  he  sends  us  through  his  Son. 
Strings  and  voices,  hands  and  hearts. 
In  the  concert  bear  your  parts  : 

All  that  breathe,  your  Lord  adore ; 
I'raisc  him,  praise  him,  evermore! 

Henry  Francis  Lyte.     1834. 


GLORIOUS    IN    HIS     WORKS. 


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2  Lord  of  heaven  !  beyond  our  sight 
Shines  a  world  of  purer  light ; 
There  in  love's  unclouded  reign 
Parted  hands  shall  meet  again  ; 
O  that  world  is  passing  fair, 
Yet,  if  thou  wert  absent  there. 
What  were  all  its  joys  to  me  ? 
Whom  have  I  in  heaven  but  thee  ? 

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God  of  Hosts  !  When  heaven  and  earth, 
Out  of  darkness,  at  thy  word, 

Issued  into  glorious  birth. 
All  thy  works  before  thee  stood. 
And  thine  eye  beheld  them  good. 
While  they  sang  with  sweet  accord, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord! 


Holy,  holy,  holy  !     Thee 

One  Jehovah  evermore, 
Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  we, 

Dust  and  ashes,  would  adore  ; 
Lightly  by  the  world  esteemed, 
From  that  world  by  thee  redeemed, 
Sing  we  here,  with  glad  accord, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord ! 

Holy,  holy,  holy  !     All 

Heaven's    triumphant     choir     shall 
sing. 
When  the  ransomed  nations  fall 

At  the  footstool  of  their  King : 
Then  shall  saints  and  seraphim. 
Hearts  and  voices,  swell  one  hymn, 
Round  the  throne  with  full  accord. 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 

James  Moftt^oviery.     1S36,  1853. 


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Beyond,  beyond  that  boundless  sea, 

Above  that  dome  of  sky. 
Farther  than  thought  itself  can  flee, 

Thy  dwelling  is  on  high; 
Yet  dear  the  awful  thought  to  me 

That  thou,  my  God,  art  nigh. 

Art  nigh,  and  yet  my  laboring  mind 

Feels  after  thee  in  vain, 
Thee  in  these  works  of  power  to  find 

Or  to  thy  seat  attain  ; 
Thy  messenger,  the  stormy  wind. 

Thy  path,  the  trackless  main. 

These  speak  of  thee  with  loud  acclaim  ; 

They  thunder  forth  thy  praise. 
The  glorious  honor  of  thy  name, 


The  wonders  of  thy  ways ; 
But  thou  art  not  in  tempest  flame, 
Nor  in  the  solar  blaze. 

We  hear  thy  voice  when  thnnders  roll 
Through  the  wild  fields  of  air ; 

The  waves  obey  thy  dread  control ; 
Yet  still  thou  art  not  there ; 

Where  shall  I  find  him,  O  my  soul! 
Who  yet  is  everywhere  ? 

0,  not  in  circling  depth  or  height, 
But  in  the  conscious  breast, 

Present  to  faith,  tho'  veiled  from  sight, 
There  does  his  Spirit  rest; 

O  come,  thou  Presence  infinite  ! 
And  make  thy  creature  blest. 

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Our  striving  would  be  losing ; 

Were  not  the  right  man  on  our  side, 
The  man  of  God's  own  choosing. 

Dost  ask  who  that  may  be  ? 

Christ  Jesus,  it  is  he  ; 

Lord  Sabaoth  is  his  name, 

From  age  to  age  the  same, 
And  he  must  win  the  battle. 

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Should  threaten  to  undo  us ; 
We  will  not  fear,  for  God  hath  willed 

His  truth  to  triumph  through  us. 


The  prince  of  darkness  grim, — 
We  tremble  not  for  him  ; 
Ilis  rage  we  can  endure. 
For  lo  !  his  doom  is  sure, 

One  little  Avord  shall  fell  him ! 

4  That  word  above  all  earthly  powers — 
No  thanks  to  them — abideth  ; 

The  Spirit  and  the  gifts  are  ours 
Through  him  who  with  us  sideth. 

Let  goods  and  kindred  go, 

This  mortal  life  also ; 

The  body  they  may  kill ; 

God's  truth  abideth  still, 
His  kingdom  is  for  ever. 

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2  Praise  liim,  praise  him  !   shout  aloud  for  joy, 

Watchman  of  Zion,  herald  the  story; 
Sin  and  death  his  kingdom  shall  destroy  ; 

All  the  earth  shall  sing  of  his  glory; 
Praise  him,  ye  angels,  ye  who  behold  him 

Robed  in  his  splendor,  matchless,  divine. 

3  King  eternal,  blessed  be  his  name ! 

So  may  his  children  gladly  adore  him. 
When  in  heaven  we  join  the  happy  strain. 

When  we  cast  our  bright  crowns  before  himi 
There  in  his  likeness  joyful  awaking. 

There  we  shall  see  him,  there  we  shall  sing. 


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Tell  how  he  cometh;    from  nation  to 
nation,  [echo  round ; 

The  heart-cheerinrr  news  let  the  earth 
How  free  to  the  faithful  he  offers  salva- 
tion, [are  crown'd. 
How  his  people  with  joy  everlasting- 
Shout  the  glad  tidings,  e.xultingly  sing ; 
Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  King  ! 


Mortals,    your    homage   be    gratefully 

bringing,  [arise ; 

And  sweet  let  the  gladsome  hosanna 

Ye  angels,  the  full  hallelujah  be  singing  ; 

One  chorus  resound  through  the  earth 

and  the  skies. 

Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing; 

Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  King ! 

W  A.  Muhlenburg.     1826. 


74 


THE    HOLY    SPIRIT. 


ZEPHYR.     L.  M. 


William  B.  Bradbury.     i8 


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2  To  us  the  light  of  truth  disjilay, 

And  make  us  know  and  clioose  thy  way ; 

Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 

That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 

3  Lead  us  to  holiness — the  road 

That  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God ; 
Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  way, 
Nor  let  us  from  his  precepts  stray. 

4  Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  rest, 
To  be  with  him  forever  blest ; 

Lead  us  to  heaven,  its  bliss  to  share — 
Fullness  of  joy  forever  there  ! 

.S.  Browne.     1720. 

1  As  when  in  silence,  vernal  showers 
Descend,  and  cheer  the  fainting  flowers, 
So,  in  the  secrecy  of  love, 

Falls  the  sweet  influence  from  above. 

2  That  heavenly  influence  let  me  find 
In  holy  silence  of  the  mind. 

While  every  grace  maintains  its  bloom. 
Diffusing  wide  its  rich  perfume. 


3  Nor  let  these  blessings  be  confined 
To  me,  but  poured  on  all  mankind, 
Till  earth's  wild  wastes  in  verdure  rise. 
And  a  young  Eden  bless  our  eves. 

7.  Rippon. 

1  Come,  O  Creator  Spirit  blest ! 
And  in  our  souls  take  up  thy  rest; 
Come,  with  thy  grace  and  heavenly  aid, 
To  fill  the  hearts  which  thou  hast  made. 

2  Great  Comforter  1  to  thee  we  cry ; 
O  highest  Gift  of  God  most  high  ! 
O  Fount  of  life  !  O  Fire  of  love  ! 
And  sweet  Anointing  from  above  ! 

3  Kindle  our  senses  from  above, 

And  make  our  hearts  o'erflow  with  love; 
With  patience  firm,  and  virtue  high. 
The  Aveakness  of  our  flesh  supply. 

4  Far  from  us  drive  the  foe  we  dread, 
And  grant  us  thy  true  peace  instead; 
So  shall  we  not,  with  thee  for  guide, 
Turn  from  the  path  of  life  aside. 

Lat.,  Rabanus  Maurus.    840. 
TV.,  Edward  Caswall.     1849. 


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75 


WAYNE 


Je    -  sus    hath  gone  ;  the   face     of  earth 
D.  s.  All  that  earth  has    of    faith,    or    hope. 


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Is      des  -  o  -  late    and     bare. 
Or  heaven-born  char  -  i    -    ty. 

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2  Tlie  e_ye  of  God  looks  down  on  them, 

His  love  is  centred  there ; 
His  Spirit  yearns  to  be  o'ercome 

By  their  sweet  strife  of  prayer. 
He    comes !    he   comes !    that    mighty 
breath, 

From  heaven's  eternal  shores ; 
His  nncreated  freshness  fills 

The  church  as  it  adores. 

3  One  moment — and  the  Spirit  hung 

O'er  all  with  dread  desire ; 
Then  broke  upon  the  heads  of  all 

In  cloven  tongues  of  fire  ! 
Most  humble  Spirit !  mighty  God  ! 

Sweet  must  thy  presence  be, 
If  loss  of  Jesus  can  be  gain, 

So  long  as  we  have  thee ! 

Frederic  IV,  Faber.    1849. 


1  Lord,  am  I  precious  in  thy  sight? 

Lord,  wouldst  thou  have  me  thine  ? 
May  it  be  given  me  to  delight 

The  Majesty  divine  ? 
0  Holy  Spirit !  dost  thou  mourn 

When  I  from  thee  depart? 
Dost  thou  rejoice  when  I  return. 

And  give  thee  back  my  heart? 

2  0      sw^eet,    strange    height    of     grace 

divine. 

My  sin  thy  grief  to  make. 
And  this  poor  faithfulness  of  mine 

For  thy  delight  to  take  ! 
0  let  mc,  Lord,  each  grace  possess 

That  makes  thy  heaven  more  bright; 
And  bring  the  humble  holiness 

That  gives  my  God  delight. 

Thomas  H.  GUI.    i860. 


76 


THE    HOLY    SPIRIT. 


ST.  MARTIN'S.     C.  M. 


Williatn  Tansur.     1735. 


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1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

Witli  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look  !  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toys! 
Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs ; 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise ; 
Ilosannas  languish  on  our  tongues. 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord,  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor,  dying  rate, — 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers. 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

Isaac  Watts.    170^. 


1  O  Holy  Ghost,  the  Comforter, 

How  is  thy  love  despised. 
While  the  heart  longs  for  sympathy 
And  friends  are  idolized. 

2  0  Spirit  of  the  living  God, 

Brooding  with  dove-like  wings 
Over  the  helpless  and  the  weak 
Among  created  things ! 

3  AVhere shouldourfecblcnessfindstrength, 

Our  helplessness  a  sta\',  [help, 

Didst  thou  not  bring  us  strength,  and 
And  comfort,  day  by  day  ? 

4  Great  are  thy  consolations.  Lord, 

And  mighty  is  thy  power, 
In  sickness  and  in  solitude, 
In  sorrow's  darkest  hour. 

5  0,  if  the  souls  that  now  despise 

And  grieve  thee,  heavenly  Dove,  [thee, 
Would  seek  thee,  and  would  welcome 
How  would  they  prize  thy  love ! 

yane  Euphcmia  Browne.     1843. 


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77 


SILOAM.     C.  M. 


Isaac  B.  Woodbury.     1842. 


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2  If  noisy  war,  or  strife,  abound, 

We  grieve  the  peaceful  Dove ; 
His  gracious  aid  is  ever  found 
In  paths  of  truth  and  love. 

3  Forbid  it,  gracious  Lord,  that  Ave, 

Who,  from  thy  hand,  receive 

The  Spirit's  power  to  make  us  free. 

Should  e'er  that  Spirit  grieve. 

John  Fawcett.     1781. 

1  Spirit  Divine  !  attend  our  prayers, 

And  make  our  hearts  thy  home ; 
Descend  with  all  thy  gracious  powers, 
O  come,  Great  Spirit,  come  ! 

2  Come  as  the  light;  to  us  reveal 

Our  emptiness  and  woe  ; 
And  lead  us  in  those  paths  of  life 
Where  all  the  righteous  go. 

3  Come  as  the  fire  ;  and  purge  our  hearts, 

Like  sacrificial  flame ; 
Let  our  whole  soul  an  offering  be 
To  our  Redeemer's  name. 

4  Come  as  the  dove  ;  and  spread  thy  wings, 

The  wings  of  peaceful  love  ; 


And  let  thy  church  on  earth  become 
Blessed  as  the  church  above. 

Andrew  Reed.     1843. 
146 

1  Enthroned  on  high.  Almighty  Lord ! 

The  Holy  Ghost  send  down  ; 
Fulfill  in  us  thy  faithful  word, 
And  all  thy  mercies  crown. 

2  Though  on  our  heads  no  tongues  of  fire 

Their  wondrous  powers  impart, 
Grant,  Saviour,  what  we  more  desire. 
Thy  Spirit  in  our  heart. 

3  Spirit  of  life,  and  light,  and  love, 

Thy  heavenly  influence  give; 
Quicken  our  souls,  our  guilt  remove, 
That  we  in  Christ  may  live. 

4  To  our  benighted  minds  reveal 

The  glories  of  his  grace. 
And  bring  us  where  no  clouds  conceal 
The  brightness  of  his  face. 

5  His  love  within  us  shed  abroad, 

Life's  ever-springing  well ; 
Till  God  in  us,  and  we  in  God, 
In  love  eternal  dwell. 

Thomas  Haweis.     1 702. 


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OLMUTZ.     S.  M. 


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2  Revive  our  drooping  faith, 

Our  doubts  and  fears  remove, 
And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never-dying  love. 

3  'Tis  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 

To  sanctify  the  soul. 
To  pour  fresh  life  in  every  part, 
And  new-create  the  whole, 

4  Dwell,  therefore,  in  our  hearts ; 

Our  minds  from  bondage  free  ; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  praise,  and  love. 
The  Father,  Son,  and  thee. 

"Joseph  Hart.     1759. 
148 

1  The  Holy  Ghost  is  here, 

Where  saints  in  prayer  agree; 
The  Comforter  divine  is  near 
Each  pleading  company. 

2  Not  far  away  is  he, 

To  be  by  prayer  brought  nigh ; 
But  here  in  present  majesty, 
As  in  his  courts  on  high, 

3  He  dwells  within  the  soul, 

An  ever-welcome  Guest ; 


He  reigns  with  absolute  control 
As  Monarch  in  the  breast. 

4  Obedient  to  thy  will. 

We  wait  to  feel  thy  power ; 
O  Lord  of  life,  our  hopes  fulfill, 
And  bless  this  hallowed  hour. 

Charles  H.  SpttrgeoH, 

1  Blest  Comforter  Divine, 

Let  rays  of  heavenly  love 
Amid  our  gloom  and  darkness  shine, 
And  guide  our  souls  above. 

2  Draw  us  with  still  small  voice. 

From  every  sinful  way. 
And  bid  the  mourning  saint  rejoice, 
Though  earthly  joys  decay. 

3  By  thine  inspiring  breath 

Make  every  cloud  of  care. 
And  e'en  the  gloomy  vale  of  death, 
A  smile  of  glory  wear. 

4  O,  fill  thou  every  heart 

With  love  to  all  our  race ! 
Great  Comforter,  to  us  impart 
These  blessings  of  thv  o-race. 

Lydia  H.  Sigourney,     1834. 


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Cleanse  this  guilty  heart  of  mine; 
Long  hath  sin,  without  control, 
Held  dominion  o'er  my  soul. 

Holy  Ghost !  with  joy  divine. 
Cheer  this  saddened  heart  of  mine ; 


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Bid  my  many  woes  depart. 

Heal  my  wounded,  bleeding  heart. 

4  Holy  Spirit !  all-divine, 

Dwell  within  this  heart  of  mine ; 
Cast  down  every  idol-throne, 
Reign  supreme,  and  reign  alone. 

A}idrevj  Reed.    1817. 


Maria  Luigi  Ckerubini.     (1760 — 1842.) 


2  Speak  thy  pardoning  grace  to  me, 
Set  the  burdened  sinner  free  ; 
Lead  me  to  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Wash  me  in  his  precious  blood. 

3  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart. 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart ; 


Breathe  thyself  into  my  breast, 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

Let  me  never  from  thee  stray. 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine. 
Keep  me,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

John  Stacker. 


1776. 


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BREMEN.     C.  P.  M. 


Thomas  Hastings. 


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1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  from  above, 

And  from  the  realms  of  light  and  love 
Thine  own  bright  rays  impart. 

Come,  Father  of  the  fatherless, 

Come,  Giver  of  all  happiness, 
Come,  Lamp  of  every  heart. 

2  O  thou,  of  comforters  the  best, 

O  thou,  the  soul's  most  welcome  guest, 

O  thou,  our  sweet  repose. 
Our  resting-place  from  life's  long  care, 
Our  shadow  from  the  world's  fierce  glare, 

Our  solace  in  all  woes. 

3  O  Light  divine  !     All  light  above, 
Fill  with  the  brightness  of  thy  love 

All  lowly  souls  sincere; 


Without  thy  pure  divinity, 
Nothing  in  all  humanity 
From  taint  of  sin  is  clear. 

4  Wash  out  each  dark  and  sordid  stain, 
Water  each  dry  and  arid  plain. 

Raise  up  the  bruised  reed. 
Enkindle  what  is  cold  and  cliill. 
Relax  the  stiff  and  stubborn  will, 

Guid(4  those  that  guidance  need. 

5  Give  to  the  good,  who  find  in  thee 
The  Spirit's  perfect  liberty, 

Thy  sevenfold  power  and  love. 
Give  virtue  strength  its  crown  to  win, 
Give  struggling  souls  their  rest  from  sin, 

Give  endless  peace  above. 

King  Robert  II.  of  France.     ()y6. 
Tr.  Arthur  Penrhyn  Stanley.     1873. 


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I  ask  no  dream,  no  prophet  ecstasies; 

No  sudden  rending  of  the  veil  of  clay ; 
No  angel  visitant,  no  opening  skies ; 

But  take  the  dimness  of  my  soul  away. 

Hast  thou  not  bid  us  love  thee,  God  and  King? 

All,  all  thine  own,  soul,  heart,  and  strength,  and  mind, 
I  see  thy  cross, — then  teach  my  heart  to  cling ! 

0,  let  me  seek  thee,  and  0,  let  me  find ! 

Teach  me  to  feel  that  thou  art  always  nigh ; 

Teach  me  the  struggles  of  the  soul  to  bear; 
To  check  the  rising  doubt,  the  rebel  sigh ; 

Teach  me  the  patience  of  unanswered  prayer. 

Teach  me  to  love  thee  as  thine  angels  love. 

One  holy  passion  filling  all  my  frame ; 
The  baptism  of  the  heaven-descended  Dove, 

My  heart  an  altar,  and  thy  love  the  flame !  George  Croiy. 


1830 


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1  Holy  Ghost,  the  Infinite, 
Shine  upon  our  nature's  night 
"With  thy  blessed  inward  light, 

Comforter  Divine ! 

2  We  are  sinful,  jfileanse  us,  Lord ; 
We  are  faint,  thy  strength  aiford ; 
Lost,  until  by  thee  restored, 

Comforter  Divine ! 

3  Like  the  dew,  thy  peace  distil; 
Guide,  subdue  our  wayward  will, 
Things  of  Christ  unfolding  still, 

Comforter  Divine ! 

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\\\  us,  for  us,  intercede. 
And  with  voiceless  groaning  plead 
Our  unutterable  need. 
Comforter  Divine ! 

Li  us  "  Abba,  Father,"  cry. 
Earnest  of  our  bliss  on  high, 
Seal  of  immortality, 
Comforter  Divine ! 

Search  for  us  the  depths  of  God  ; 
Bear  us  up  the  starry  road. 
To  the  height  of  thine  abode. 
Comforter  Divine ! 

George  Raivson.    1853. 


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1  Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  lie  breathed 

His  last  farewell, 
A  Guide,  a  Comforter,  bequeathed 
With  us  to  dwell. 

2  He  came  in  tongues  of  living  flame, 

To  teach,  subdue ; 
All-powerful  as  the  wind  he  came, 
As  viewless  too. 

3  He  comes,  his  graces  to  impart, 

A  willing  guest. 
While  he  can  find  one  humble  heart 
Wherein  to  rest. 


He  breathes  that  gentle  voice  we  hear 

As  breeze  of  even ; 
That  checks  each  fault,  that  calms  each 

Aad  speaks  of  heaven.  [fear, 

And  all  the  good  that  we  possess, 

His  gift  we  own ; 
Yea,  every  thought  of  holiness, 

And  victory  won. 

Spirit  of  purity  and  grace ! 

Our  weakness  see; 
O,  make  our  hearts  thy  dwelling-place, 
'    And  worthier  thee  ! 

Harriet  Auber.     1820. 


156 

1  Come,  O  promised  Comforter ; 
Light  upon  our  darkness  pour ; 
Father  of  the  poor  thou  art. 
Then  to  us  thy  gifts  impart. 

2  Light  of  everlasting  Day, 
Lord,  direct  us  on  our  way ; 
Consolation  all  divine. 
Blessed  Comforter,  is  thine. 


3  Be  our  strength  in  weariness ; 
Thou  the  weeping  heart  dost  bless ; 
Sweet  repose  in  every  toil. 

Thou  dost  all  our  griefs  beguile. 

4  Crown  our  days  with  heavenly  grace, 
Help  us  when  we  close  our  race  : 
Help  us  when  we  look  to  thee ; 
Grant  us  endless  joy  to  see. 

Arthur  T.  Rtissell.     1848,  1851. 


84 


yESUS    CHRIST. 


C.  M. 


Lowell  Mason.     (From  Handel.)     1836. 


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2  Joy  to  the  world,  the  Sa^^onr  reigns ; 

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3  No  more  let  sin  and  sorrow  grow, 

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And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

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CHRISTMAS.     C.  M. 


George  Frederick  Handel.     (1685—1759.) 


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2  "Fear  not,"  he  said, — for  mio-]ity  dread 

Had  seized  their  troubled  mind, — 
"  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring, 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  "To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day. 

Is  born  of  David's  line, 
The  Saviour,  Avho  is  Christ,  the  Lord, 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign  ; 

4  "  The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find 

To  human  view  displayed. 
All  meaidy  wrapped  in  swathing  bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraj)h — and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  who  thus 
Addressed  their  joyful  song : 

6  "All  glory  be  to  God  on  high. 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace ; 
Good-will  henceforth  from  heaven  to  men 
Begin,  and  never  cease  !  " 

Nahum  Tate.     1703. 


1  Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night. 

Come  heaven's  melodious  strains, 
AYliere  wild  Judea  stretches  far 
Her  silver-mantled  plains. 

2  Celestial  choirs,  from  courts  above. 

Shed  sacred  glories  there. 
And  angels,  with  their  sparkling  lyres. 
Make  music  on  the  air. 

3  The  answering  hills  of  Palestine 

.   Send  back  the  glad  reply  ; 
And  greet,  from  all  their  holy  heights. 
The  day-spring  from  on  high. 

4  O'er  the  blue  depths  of  Galilee 

There  comes  a  holier  calm, 
xVnd  Sharon  waves,  in  solemn  praise, 
Her  silent  groves  of  palm. 

5  "  Glory  to  God  ! "  the  sounding  skies 

Loud  Avith  their  anthems  ring, — 
"  Peace  to  the  earth,  good-will  to  men, 
From  heaven's  eternal  King  !  " 

Edmicnd  H.  Sears.     1835, 


160        (ADESTE  PIDELES.) 

2  The  Brightness  of  glory. 
Light  of  Light  eternal. 

Our  lowly  nature  he  hath  not  abhorred  : 
Son  of  the  Father, 
Word  of  God,  Licarnate  ;     0  come,  etc. 

3  Raise,  raise,  choirs  of  angels  ! 
Songs  of  loudest  triumph, 


Thro'  heavens  high  arches  be  your  praises 
J^ow  to  our  God  be  [pour'd  ; 

Glory  in  the  highest ;     O  come,  etc. 

4  Amen  !     Lord,  we  bless  thee, 

Born  for  our  salvation, 
0  Jesus,  forever  be  thy  Name  adored ; 

Word  of  the  Fathei-, 

Now  in  tlesh  appearing:     0  come,  etc. 

F.  Oakeley. 


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yESUS    CHRIST. 


CAROL.     C.  M.  D 


Richard  Siorrs  Willis. 


1.  It  came  upon  the  midnight  clear,  That  glorious  song  of  old.     From  angels  bending 


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With  peaceful  wing-s  unfurled  ; 
And  still  their  heavenly  music  floats 

O'er  all  the  weary  world : 
Above  its  sad  and  lowly  plains 

They  bend  on  hovering  wing, 
And  ever  o'er  its  Babel  sounds 

The  blessed  angels  sing. 

But  with  the  woes  of  sin  and  strife 

The  world  has  suffered  long; 
Beneath  the  angel-strain  have  rolled  ' 

Two  thousand  years  of  wrong ; 
And  man,  at  war  with  man,  licars  not 

The  love-song  wliich  tliey  bring : 
O  hush  the  noise,  ye  men  of  strife, 

And  hear  the  angels  sing;. 


And  ye,  beneath  life's  crushing  load 

Whose  forms  are  bending  low, 
Wlio  toil  along  the  climbing  way. 

With  painful  steps  and  slow, — 
Look  now;  for  glad  and  golden  hours 

Come  swiftly  on  the  wing: 
O  rest  beside  the  weary  road, 

And  hear  the  angels  sing. 

For  lo,  the  days  are  hastening  on 

By  prophet  bards  foretold, 
AVhen  with  the  ever-circling  years 

Comes  round  the  age  of  gold : 
When  Peace  shall  over  all  the  earth 

Its  ancient  splendors  fling, 
And  the  whole  world  give  back  the  song 

AMiich  now  the  angels  sing. 

Edmund  H.  Sears.    1850. 


HIS    ADVENT. 


87 


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Reaching  far  as  man  is  found  ; 
Souls  redeemed,  and  sins  forgiven  ! 

Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 
Christ  is  born,  the  great  Anointed ; 

Heaven  and  earth  his  praises  sing ! 
Glad  receive  whom  God  appointed 

For  your  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King !  " 

3  Let  us  learn  the  wondrous  story 

Of  our  great  Redeemer's  birth. 
Spread  the  brightness  of  his  glory, 

Till  it  cover  all  the  earth. 
Haste,  ye  mortals,  to  adore  him  ; 

Learn  his  name,  and  taste  his  joy : 
Till  in  heaven  ye  sing  before  him, 

'Glory  be  to  God  most  high  I ' 

John  Caiuood.     1819. 

I  On  this  night,  all  nights  excelling, 
God's  high  praises  sounded  forth, 
While  the  angels'  songs  were  telling 
Of  the  Lord's  mysterious  birth  : 


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Through  the  darkness,  strangely  splendid, 
Flashed  the  light  on  shepherd's  eyes  ; 

As  their  lowly  flocks  they  tended, 
Came  new  tidings  from  the  skies. 

On  this  day  then  through  creation 

Let  the  glorious  hymn  ring  out; 
Let  men  hail  the  great  salvation, 

"God  Avith  us,'    with  song  and  shout. 
See,  the  powers  of  hell  are  broken, 

Fierce  and  tyrannous  and  wild ; 
And  on  earth  glad  words  are  spoken, 

Heralding  the  new-born  Child. 

Christ,  who  rules  the  earth  and  heaven. 

By  his  Truth's  controlling  power, 
"Who  a  grace  to  men  hath  given 

That  transforms  them  hour  by  hour ; 
Grant  to  us  of  his  great  pity 

Pardon  for  our  guilt  and  sin ; 
Grant  us  in  the  heavenly  city 

Peace  and  rest  and  life  to  win. 

Edward  H.  Plumptre.    1866. 


88 


JESUS    CHRIST. 


yohann  C.  W.  A.  Mozart.     (1756 — 1791-) 

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2  Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rise ; 
Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies  ; 
AVitli  the  angelic  hosts  proclaim, 
"  Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem." 

3  Mild  he  lays  his  glory  by ; 

Born  that  man  no  more  may  die ; 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth ; 
Born  to  give  them  second  birth. 

4  Veiled  in  flesh,  the  Godhead  see : 
Hail,  the  Incarnate  Deity, 
Pleased,  as  man,  with  men  to  dwell, 
Jesus,  our  Immanuel. 

5  Let  us  then  with  angels  sing, 
"Glory  to  the  new-born  King! — 
Peace  on  earth  and  mercy  mild, 
God  and  sinners  reconciled  I " 

Charles  Wesley.     1739. 


165 

1  "  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day," 
Sons  of  men  and  angels  say. 

Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high ; 
Sing,  ye  heavens,  and  earth,  reply. 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle  won. 
Lo  !  our  Sun's  eclipse  is  o'er; 
Lo  !  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal; 
Christ  has  burst  the  gates  of  hell  1 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise; 
Christ  has  opened  paradise, 

4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King; 
Where,  O  Death,  is  now  thy  sting? 
Once  he  died  our  souls  to  save; 
Where  thy  victory,  boasting  Grave  ? 

Charles  Wesley.     1739. 


HIS    ADVENT. 


89 


ORIENT,      lis. 


yohann  C.  JV.  A.  Mozart.     (1756 — 1791.) 


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2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shining ; 

Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall : 
Angels  adore  him  in  slumber  reclining, 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 

Odors  of  Edom,  and  offerings  divine. 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the  ocean, 
ilyrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the  mine? 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation, 

Vainly  with  gifts  would  his  favor  secure; 
Richer,  by  far,  is  the  heart's  adoration. 

Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

5  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning! 

Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid ! 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning. 

Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid.     Reginald  Meter . 


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JESUS    CHRIST, 


ZERAH.     C.  M. 


Lo-well  Mason.     1837. 


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2  Although  by  stars  thou  dost  not  lead 

Thy  servants  now  below, 
Thy  Holy  Spirit,  when  they  need, 
Will  show  them  how  to  go. 

3  As  yet  we  know  thee  but  in  part; 

But  still  we  trust  thy  word, 
That  blessed  arc  the  pure  in  heart, 
For  they  shall  see  the  Lord, 

4  O  Saviour,  give  us  then  thy  grace, 

To  make  us  pure  in  heart, 
That  we  inay  see  thee  face  to  face 
Hereafter,  as  thou  art. 

John  Mason  Neale.     1850. 
168 

1  To  US  a  Child  of  Hope  is  born, 

To  us  a  Son  is  given  ; 
Him  shall  the  tribes  of  eai'th  obey. 
Him  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 

2  His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

For  evermore  adored ; 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counsellor, 
The  great  and  mighty  Lord  I 


3  His  power,  increasing,  still  shall  spread  ; 

His  reign  no  end  shall  know  ; 
Justice  shall  guard  his  throne  above. 
And  peace  abound  below. 

4  To  us  a  Child  of  hope  is  born. 

To  us  a  Son  is  given ; 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counsellor, 
The  mighty  Lord  of  heaven. 

John  Morrison.     1770. 

1  Messiah,  at  thy  glad  approach 

The  howling  winds  are  still ; 

Thy  praises  fill  the  lonely  waste, 

And  breathe  from  ever}'  hill. 

2  Renewed,  the  earth  a  robe  of  light, 

A  robe  of  beauty  wears ; 
And  in  new  heavens  a  brighter  Sun 
Leads  on  the  promised  years. 

3  Let  Israel  to  the  Prince  of  Peace 

The  loud  hosanna  sing; 
With  hallelujahs  and  with  hymns, 
0  Zion,  hail  thy  King ! 

Michael  Bruct,     1 78 1 . 


HIS    LIFE    AND    MINISTRY. 


91 


ERNAN.  L.  M. 


Lowell  Mason.     1850. 


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1  How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel  sound 
From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
When     listening     thousands    gathered 

round, 
And  joy  and  reverence  filled  the  place  ! 

2  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he  spoke, 
To  heaven  he  led  his  followers  way ; 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 

3*  "  Come,  wanderers,  to  my  Father's  home; 
Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest :" 
Yes,  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come. 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest. 

4  Decay,  then,  tenements  of  dust ; 
Pillars  of  earthly  pride,  decay : 
A  nobler  mansion  waits  the  just. 
And  Jesus  has  prepared  the  way. 

John  Bowring.     1823. 

I  Jesus  a  child  his  course  begun : 

How  radiant  dawned  his  heavenly  day! 


And  those  who  such  a  race  would  run 
As  early  should  be  on  their  way. 

2   His  Father's  business  was  his  care  ; 
Yet  in  man's  favor  still  he  grew : 
O    might    we    learn    by   thought    and 

prayer. 
Like  him  a  work  of  love  to  do ! 

3^  For  all  mankind  he  came,  nor  yet 
An  infant's  visit  would  deny ; 
Nor  friend  nor  mother  did  forget 
In  his  last  hour  of  agony. 

4  O  children,  ask  him  to  impart 
That  spirit  clear,  that  temper  mild, 
"Which  made  the  mother  in  her  heart 
Keep  all  the  sayings  of  her  Child. 

5  Bless  him  who  said,  of  such  as  you 
His  Father's  kingdom  is  ;  and  still, 
His  yoke  to  bear,  his  work  to  do, 
Study  his  life  to  learn  his  will. 

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Gave  speech,  and  strcngtli,  and  sight ; 
And  youth  renewed  and  frenzy  cahned 

Owned  thee,  the  Lord  of  Light ; 
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In  crowded  street,  by  restless  couch, 

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Restore  and  quicken,  soothe  and  bless 

With  thine  almighty  breath. 
To  hands  that  work  and  eyes  that  see 

Give  wisdom's  heavenly  lore. 
That  whole  and  sick,  and  weak  and  strong, 

May  praise  thee  evermore. 

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O,  where  is  he  that  spake, 
And  dark  waves,  rolUng  heavily, 

A  glassy  smoothness  take  ; 
And  lepers,  whose  own  flesh  has  been 

A  solitary  grave, 
See  with  amaze  that  they  are  clean. 

And  cry,  ^Tis  he  can  save. 

3  O  where  is  he  that  trod  the  sea, 

'Tis  only  he  can  save  ; 
To  thousands  hungering  wearily, 

A  wondrous  meal  he  gave  : 
Full  soon,  by  grace  celestial  fed, 

Their  mystic  fare  they  take ; 
'Twas  springtide  when  he  blest  the  bread, 

And  harvest  when  he  brake. 

4  O  where  is  he  that  trod  the  sea, 

My  soul,  the  Lord  is  here  : 
Let  all  thy  fears  be  hushed  in  thee ; 

To  leap,  to  look,  to  hear. 
Be  thine  :  thy  needs  he'll  satisfy  : 

Alt  thou  diseased,  or  dumb  ? 
Or  dost  thou  in  thy  liunger  cry  ? 

"I  come,"  saith  Christ,  "  I  come." 

Thomas  Toke  Lynch.     1855,  ab. 


1  A  PILGRIM  through  this  lonely  Avorld, 

The  blessed  Saviour  passed  ; 
A  mourner  all  his  life  was  he, 

A  dying  Lamb  at  last. 
That  tender  heart  that  felt  for  all, 

For  all  its  life-blood  gave ; 
It  found  on  earth  no  resting  place, 

Save  only  in  the  grave. 

2  Such  was  our  Lord  ;  and  shall  we  fear 

The  cross  with  all  its  scorn  ? 
Or  love  a  faithless,  evil  world. 

That  wreathed  his  brow  with  thorn  ? 
No,  facing  all  its  frowns  or  smiles. 

Like  him,  obedient  still, 
We  homeward  press,  tlirough  storm  or 

To  Zion's  blessed  hill.  [calm, 

3  Dead  to  the  world,  with  him  Avho  died 

To  win  our  hearts,  our  love, 
We,  risen  with  our  risen  Head, 

Li  spirit  dwell  above. 
By  faith,  his  boundless  glories  there 

Our  wondering  eyes  behold  : 
Those  glories  which  eternal  years 

Shall  never  all  unfold. 

Ediuard  Denny.     1839. 


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Or  sorrow  in  our  path  appear, 

The  recollection  will  remain, 

More  deeply  did  he  suffer  here : 

His  life,  how  truly  sad  and  brief, 

Filled  up  with  suffering  and  with  grief  I 

If  Satan  tempt  our  hearts  to  stray, 
And  whisper  evil  things  within. 
So  did  he  in  the  desert  way 

GRIGG.     C.  M. 


Assail  our  Lord  with  thouglits  of  sin. 
When  worn  and  in  a  fe^'ble  hour 
The  tempter  came  with  all  his  power. 

4  Just  such  as  I,  tliis  earth  lie  trod. 
With  every  human  ill  but  sin  ; 
And  though  indeed  the  Son  of  God, 
As  I  am  now,  so  he  has  been. 
,  My  God,  my  Saviour,  look  on  me 
With  pity,  love  and  sympathy. 

James  Ediiiestoii.     1847. 
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2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Such  love  and  meekness,  so  divine, 

I  would  transci'ibe,  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer ; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern ;  make  me  bear 

More  of  thy  gracious  image  here ; 
Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

Isaac  Watts.     1709. 

I  How  beauteous  were  the  marks  divine, 
That  in  thy  meekness  used  to  shine. 
That  lit  thy  lonely  pathway,  trod 
In  wondrous  love,  O  Son  of  God  ! 


0  who,  like  thee,  so  calm,  so  bright. 
Thou  Son  of  man,  thou  Light  of  Light ! 
O  who,  like  thee,  did  ever  go 
So  patient  through  a  world  of  woe  ? 

O  who,  like  thee,  so  humbly  bore 
The  scorn,  the  scoffs  of  men,  before? 
So  meek,  forgiving,  godlike,  high, 
So  glorious  in  humility  ? 

Ev'n  death,  which  sets  the  prisoner  free, 
AVas  pang,  and  scoff,  and  scorn  to  thee ; 
Yet  love  tiirough  all  thy  torture  glowed. 
And  mercy  with  thy  life-blood  flowed. 

O  in  thy  light,  be  mine  to  go, 
Illuming  all  my  way  of  woe  ! 
And  give  me  ever  on  the  road 
To  trace  thy  footsteps,  Son  of  God ! 

Arthur  Cleveland  Coxe.     1840. 


1 78         (grigg.) 

2  Thy  love,  by  man  so  sorely  tried, 
Proved  stronger  than  the  grave  ; 
The  very  spear  that  pierced  thy  side 
Drew  forth  the  blood  to  save. 

3  Faithful  amidst  unfaithfulness. 
Midst  darkness  only  light, 

Thou  didst  thy  Father's  name  confess. 
And  in  his  will  deliQ:ht. 


0  Lord,  with  sorrow  and  with  shame, 
We  meekly  would  confess 
How  little  we  who  bear  thy  name, 
Thy  mind,  thy  ways,  express. 

Give  us  thy  meek,  thy  lowly  mind. 
We  would  obedient  be  ; 
And  all  our  rest  and  pleasure  find 
Li  fellowship  with  thee. 

James  G.  Deck.     1838. 


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Gracious  One  of  Bethany? 


179 

2  When  the  pang.s  of  trial  seize  us, 

When  the  waves  of  sorrow  roll, 
I  will  lay  my  head  on  Jesus, 

Pillow  of  the  troubled  soul ; 
Surely,  none  can  feel  like  thee. 
Weeping  One  of  Bethany  ! 

3  Jesus  wept !  and  still  in  glory, 

He  can  mark  each  mourner's  tear; 
Living  to  retrace  the  story 

ROSEDALE.     L.  M. 


Of  the  hearts  he  solaced  here. 
Lord,  when  I  am  called  to  die, 
Let  mo  think  of  Bethany. 

4  Jesus  wept !  that  tear  of  sorrow 

Is  a  legacy  of  love  ; 
Yesterday,  to-day,  to-morrow. 

He  the  same  doth  ever  jjiove. 
Thou  art  all  in  all  to  me, 
Living*  One  of  Bethany  ! 

Edward  Denny. 


1839. 


George  F.  Root.     1843. 


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2  See  how  he  loved,  who  traveled  on, 

Teaching  the  doctrine  from  the  .skies  : 
Who  hade  disease  and  pain  begone, 
And  called  the  sleeping  dead  to  rise.' 

3  See  how  he  loved,  who,  firm  yet  mild, 

Patient  endured  the  scoffing  tongue  : 
Though  oft  provoked,  he  ne'er  reviled, 
Or  did  his  greatest  foe  a  wronij. 


See  how  he  loved,  who  never  shrank 

From  toil  or  danger,  pain  or  death ! 
Who  all  the  cup  of  sorrow  drank. 
And  meekly  yielded  up  his  breath. 

Such  love  can  we,  unmoved,  survey? 

O,  may  our  breasts  with  ardor  glow, 
To  tread  his  steps,  his  laws  obey. 

And  thus  our  warm  affections  show ! 

Mrs.  Sarah  Bache.     (1744-1808.) 


HIS    SUFFERINGS. 


97 


OLIVE'S   BROW.     L.  M. 


William  B.  Bradbury.     1853. 


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1  'Tis  midnight;  and  on  Olive's  brow 
The  star  is  dimmed  that  lately  shone : 
'Tis  midnight;  in  the  garden,  now, 
The  suffering  Saviom-  prays  alone. 

2  'Tis  midnight;  and  from  all  removed, 
The  Saviour  wrestles  lone  with  fears ; 
Ev'u  that  disciple  whom  he  loved 
Heeds  not  his  Master's  grief  and  tears. 

3  'Tis  midnight ;  and  for  others' guilt 
The  Man  of  Sorrows  weeps  in  blood ; 
Yet  he  that  hath  in  anguish  knelt 

Is  not  forsaken  by  his  God. 

4  'Tis  midnight ;  and  from  ether-plains 
Is  borne  the  song  that  angels  know  ; 
Unheard  bv  mortals  are  the  strains 
That  sweetly  soothe  the  Saviour's  woe. 

William  D.  Tappan.     1819. 

ANGELUS.     L.  M. 


182 

1  "  'Tis  finished  !  " — so  the  Saviour  cried, 
And  meekly  bowed  his  head  and  died : 
"  'Tis  finished  !  " — yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won. 

2  'Tis  finished  ! — all  that  heaven  foretold 
By  prophets  in  the  days  of  old ; 

And  truths  are  opened  to  our  view 
That  kings  and  prophets  never  knew. 

3  'Tis  finished  ! — Son  of  God,  thy  power 
Hath  triumphed  in  this  awful  hour ; 
And  yet  our  eyes  with  sorrow  see 
That  life  to  us  was  death  to  thee. 

4  'Tis  finished  ! — let  the  joyful  sound 

Be  heard  through  all  the  nations  round  ; 
'Tis  finished  ! — let  the  triumph  rise, 
And  swell  the  chorus  of  the  skies. 

Samuel  Stennett.     1778. 
y.  Scheffler.     1657. 


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1  He  dies ! — the  Friend  of  sinners  dies ; 
Lo  !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around ; 
A  solenm  darkness  veils  the  skies; 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground 

2  Ye  saints,  approach,  the  anguish  view 
Of  him  who  groans  beneath, your  load  ; 
He  gives  his  precious  life  for  you. 
For  you  he  sheds  his  precious  blood, 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree, 
The  Lord  of  Glory  dies  for  men ; 
But  lo !  what  sudden  joys  we  see, 
Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again. 

4  Say,  "  Live  forever,  glorious  King, 
Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save!" 
Then  ask,  "  0  death,  where  is  thy  sting  ? 
And  where  thy  victory,  O  grave  ? " 

Isaac  Watts.     1709. 


1  Ride  on,  ride  on,  in  majesty ! 
\\\  lowly  pomp  ride  on  to  die ; 

O  Christ !  thy  triumphs  now  begin 
O'er  captive  death  and  conquered  sin. 

2  Ride  on,  ride  on,  in  majesty ! 
The  winged  squadrons  of  tlic  sky 
Loolv  down,  with  sad  and  wondering  eyes, 
To  see  the  approaching  sacrifice. 

3  Ride  on,  ride  on,  in  majesty  ! 
Thy  last  and  fiercest  strife  is  nigh ; 
The  Father,  on  his  sapphire  throne, 
Expects  his  own  anointed  Son. 

4  Ride  on,  ride  on,  in  majesty ! 
Li  lowly  pomp,  ride  on  to  die ; 
Bow  thy  meek  head  to  mortal  pain ; 
Then  take,  O  God,  thy  power,  and  reign  ! 

Henry  Hart  Milman.     1827. 


HIS    CRUCIFIXION. 


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1  When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss. 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God ; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See,  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  ; 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet. 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

4  His  dying  crimson,  like  a  robe, 
Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree ; 
Then  I  am  dead  to  all  the  globe. 
And  all  the  globe  is  dead  to  me, 

5  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 
Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

Isaac  Watts.     1709. 


186 

1  Ye  that  pass  by,  behold  the  Man ! 
The  Man  of  Grief,  condemned  for  you, 
The  Lamb  of  God  for  sinners  slain, 
Weeping  to  Calvary  pursue. 

2  Behold  his  temples  crowned  with  thorn, 
His  bleeding  hands  extended  wide. 
His  streaming  feet  transfixed  and  torn, 
The  fountain  gushing  from  his  side. 

3  0  thou  dear  suffering  Son  of  God, 
How  doth  thy  heart  to  sinners  move : 
Sprinkle  on  us  thy  precious  blood, 
And  melt  us  with  thy  dying  love  ! 

Charles  Wesley.     iTi,2. 

187 

1  O,  THE  sweet  wonders  of  that  cross 
Where  ray  Redeemer  loved  and  died ! 
Her  noblest  life  my  spirit  draws 
From  his  dear  wounds  and  bleeding  side. 

2  I  would  forever  speak  his  name 

\\\  sounds  to  mortal  ears  unknown ; 
With  angels  join  to  praise  the  Lamb, 
And  worship  at  his  Father's  throne. 

Isaac  Watts.     1707. 


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I  SAW  One  hanging  on  a  tree, 

In  agony  and  blood  ; 
Who  fixed  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 

As  near  the  cross  I  stood. 

Sure,  never,  till  my  latest  breath, 

Can  I  forget  that  look : 
It  seemed  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 

Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

Alas !  I  knew  not  what  I  did, 
But  now  my  tears  are  vain ; 

AVhere  shall  my  trembling  soul  be  hid. 
For  I  the  Lord  have  slain  ! 

A  second  look  he  gave,  that  said, 

"  I  freely  all  forgive  : 
This  blood  is  for  tliy  ransom  paid ; 

I  die  that  thou  may'st  live." 

Thus  while  his  death  my  sin  displays 

In  all  its  blackest  hue, 
Such  is  the  mystery  of  grace. 

It  seals  my  pardon  too  ! 

yoAn  Neiuton.    1779. 


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1  Thou,  O  my  Jesus,  thou  didst  me 

Upon  the  cross  embrace; 
For  me  didst  bear  the  nails  and  spear. 
And  manifold  disgrace; 

2  And  griefs  and  torments  numberless, 

And  sweat  of  agony, 
Yea,  death  itself;  and  all  for  one 
Who  was  thine  enemy  ! 

3  Then  Avhy,  O  blessed  Jesus  Christ, 

Should  I  not  love  thee  well  ? 
Not  for  the  hope  of  winning  heaven, 
Nor  of  escaping  hell; 

4  Not  with  the  hope  of  gaining  aught. 

Not  seeking  a  rewai-d  ; 
But  as  thyself  hast  loved  me, 
0  ever-loving  Lord ! 

5  Ev'n  so  I  love  thee,  and  will  love, 

And  in  thy  praise  will  sing; 
Solely  because  thou  art  my  God, 
And  my  eternal  King. 

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That  fountain  in  his  day ; 
And  there  may  I,  though  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 
Be  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme. 
And  shall  be,  till  I  die. 

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Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 

William  Cowper. 

1  Thou  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb, 

I  love  to  hear  of  thee  ; 
No  music's  like  thy  charming  name. 
Nor  half  so  sweet  can  be. 

2  My  Jesus  shall  be  still  my  theme. 

While  in  this  world  I  stay ; 
I'll  sing  my  Jesus'  lovely  name 
When  all  things  else  decay. 

3  When  I  appear  in  yonder  cloud, 

AVith  all  thy  favored  throng, 
Then  will  I  sing  more  sweet,  more  loud. 
And  Christ  shall  be  my  song. 

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2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

3  Well  might  tlie  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 
For  man,  the  creature's  sin. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face 

While  his  dear  cross  appears ; 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  my  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe ; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

Isaac  JVaiis.     1709. 

I  O  Jesus,  sweet  the  tears  I  shed, 
AVliile  at  thy  cross  I  kneel, 
Gaze  at  thy  wounded,  fainting  head. 
And  all  thy  sorrows  feel. 


2  My  heart  dissolves  to  see  thee  bleed, 

This  heait  so  hard  before  ; 
I  hear  thee  for  the  guilty  plead. 
And  grief  o'erilows  the  more. 

3  'Twas  for  the  sinful  thou  didst  die. 

And  I  a  sinner  stand  : 
What  love  speaks  from  thy  dying  eye, 
And  from  each  piei'ced  hand  ! 

4  I  know  this  cleansing  bl^od  of  thine 

AVas  shed,  dear  Lord,  for  me  : 
For  me,  for  all,  O  grace  divine ! 
Who  look  by  faith  on  thee. 

5  0  Christ  of  God,  0  spotless  Lamb, 

By  love  my  soul  is  drawn ; 
Henceforth,  for  ever,  thine  I  am  ; 
Here  life  and  peace  are  born. 

6  In  patient  hope,  the  cross  I'll  bear, 

Thine  arm  shall  be  my  stay ; 
And  thou,  enthroned,  my  soul  shall  spare, 
On  thy  great  judgment-day. 

Hajf  Palmer.     1867. 


THE    DIVINE    SACRIFICE. 


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2  What  thou,  my  Lord,  hast  suffered 

Was  all  for  sinners'  gain  : 
Mine,  mine  was  the  transgression, 

But  thine  the  deadly  pain  : 
Lo,  here  I  fall,  my  Saviour ! 

'Tis  I  deserve  thy  place ; 
Look  on  me  with  thy  favor, 

Vouchsafe  to  me  thy  grace. 

3  What  language  shall  I  boiTow, 

To  thank  thee,  dearest  Friend: 
For  this,  thy  dying  sorrow, 

Thy  pity  without  end  ? 
Lord,  make  me  thine  forever, 

Nor  let  me  faithless  prove  : 
O,  let  me  never,  never. 

Abuse  such  dying  love. 


Forbid  that  I  should  leave  thee ; 

O  Jesus,  leave  not  me  ! 
By  faith  I  would  receive  thee  ; 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  free  ! 
When  strength  and  comfort  languish, 

And  I  must  hence  depart. 
Release  me  then  from  anguish, 

By  thine  own  wounded  heart. 

Be  near  when  I  am  dying, 

O  show  thy  cross  to  me  ! 
And  for  my  succor  flying. 

Come,  Lord,  to  set  me  free! 
These  eyes,  new  faith  receiving, 

From  Jesus  shall  not  move ; 
For  he  who  dies  believing, 

Dies  safely — through  thy  love. 

Paul  Gerhardi.     X659. 
TV.,  J.  W,  Alexander.     1830. 


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2  'Tis  the  Saviour ;  angels  raise 
Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise  ; 
Let  the  world's  remotest  bound 
Hear  the  joy-inspiring  sound. 

3  Shout,  j'C  saints!  in  rapturous  song, 
Let  the  strains  be  sweet  and  strong; 
Shout  the  S(m  of  God,  this  morn 
From  his  sepulchre  new-born. 


NEWBURY. 


4  Heaven  displays  her  portals  wide  : 
Glorious  Hero  !  through  tliem  ride  ! 
King  of  glory  !  mount  tlie  throne, 
Thy  great  Father's  and  thine  own. 

5  Powers  of  heaven  !  seraphic  fires ! 
Sing,  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres ; 
Sons  of  men  !  in  humbler  strain. 
Sing  your  mighty  Saviour's  reign. 

Thomas  Scot/.     1769. 
Johann  Michael  Haydn.     (1737 — t8o8.) 


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2  He  left  his  starry  crown, 

And  laid  his  robes  aside ; 
On  wings  of  love  came  down, 

And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died : 
What  he  endured,  O  who  can  tell. 
To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  hell. 

3  From  the  dark  grave  he  rose, 

The  mansion  of  the  dead; 
And  thence  his  mighty  foes 

In  glorious  triumph  led : 
L^p  through  the  sky  the  conqueror  rode, 
And  reigns  on  high,  the  Saviour,  God. 


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The  debt       of    love        to     him you  owe 

4  From  thence  he'll  quickly  come, 

Ilis  chariot  will  not  stay. 
And  bear  our  spirits  home 

To  realms  of  endless  day : 
There  shall  we  see  his  lovely  face, 
And  ever  be  in  his  embrace. 

5  Jesus,  we  ne'er  can  pay 

The  debt  we  owe  thy  love ; 
Yet  tell  us  how  we  may 

Our  gratitude  approve : 
Our  hearts,  our  all,  to  thee  we  give ; 
The  gift,  though  small,  do  thou  receiva 

Samuel  Stenn^tt.     1787. 


THE    RISEN    LORD. 


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LENOX.     H.  M. 


yonathan  Edson.     17S1. 


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1  Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 

The  gladly  solemn  sound  : 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

2  Jesus,  our  o-rcat  High-Priest, 

Ilath  full  atonement  made  : 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest. 

Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad ; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  homo. 

3  Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  all-atoning  Lamb ; 
Redemption  in  his  blood. 

Throughout  the  world,  proclaim  ; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

4  The  gospel  trumpet  hear. 

The  news  of  heavenly  grace ; 
And,  saved  from  earth,  appear 

Before  your  Saviour's  face  ; 
The  ycrir  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return    ye  ransomed  sinners,  homo. 

Charles  Wesley.     1750. 


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1  Hark  !  hark  !  the  notes  of  joy 

Roll  o'er  the  heavenly  plains, 
And  seraphs  find  employ 

For  their  sublimest  strains: 
Some  new  deliglit  in  heaven  is  known  : 
Loud  sound  the  harps  around  the  throne. 

2  Hark  !  hark  !  the  sound  draws  nigh, 

The  joyful  host  descends; 
Jesus  forsakes  the  sky, 

To  earth  his  footsteps  bend  : 
He  comes  to  bless  our  fallen  race ; 
He  comes  with  messages  cif  grace. 

3  Boar,  bear  the  tidings  round  ! 

Let  every  mortal  know 
What  love  in  God  is  found, 

What  pity  he  can  show  : 
Ye  winds  that  blow,  ye  waves  that  roP 
Bear  the  glad  news  from  pole  to  j^ole. 

4  Strike,  strike  the  harps  again. 

To  great  Immanucl's  name  ! 
Arise,  ye  sons  of  men, 

And  all  his  grace  proclaim  : 
Angels  and  men,  wake  every  string, 
'Tis  God  the  Saviour's  praise  we  sinjx. 

A  ndrew  Reed,     1842. 


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WELCOME,  HAPPY    MORNING. 


y.  Baptiste  Calkin. 


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All  good  gifts  returned  with  her  returning  King. 
Bloom  in  every  meadow,  leaves  on  every  bough, 

Speak  his  sorrows  ended,  hail  his  triumph  now.     Refraik. 

3  Maker  and  Redeemer,  Life  and  Health  of  all, 
Thou  from  heav'n  beholding  human  nature's  fall, 
Of  the  Father's  Godhead,  True  and  Only  Son, 
Manhood  to  deliver,  manhood  didst  put  on.     Refrain. 


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Thou,  of  Life  the  Author,  death  didst  undergo, 

Tread  the  path  of  darkness,  saving  strength  to  show ; 

Come  then.  True  and  Faithful,  now  fulfill  thy  word, 

'Tis  thine  own  Third  Morning,  rise,  my  buried  Lord !     Refrain. 

Loose  the  souls  long-prisoned,  bound  with  Satan's  chain ; 

All  that  now  is  fallen  raise  to  life  again ; 

Shew  thy  face  in  brightness,  bid  the  nations  see. 

Bring  again  our  daylight ;  day  returns  with  thee  !     Refrain. 

V.  Fortunatus.     590.     Tr.  by  John  Ellerton.     1868. 


EASTER   HYMN. 


Henry  Carey. 


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2  He  who  bore  all  pain  and  loss 
Comfortless  upon  the  cross. 
Lives  in  glory  now  on  high, 
Pleads  for  us,  and  hears  our  cry. 

3  He  who  slumbered  in  the  grave, 
Is  exalted  now  to  save ; 

Now  through  Christendom  it  rings, 
That  the  Lamb  is  King  of  kings. 


Now  he  bids  us  tell  abroad. 
How  the  lost  may  be  restored, 
How  the  penitent  forgiven. 
How  we,  too,  may  enter  heaven. 

Thou  our  Paschal  Lamb  indeed, 
Christ,  to-day  thy  people  feed ; 
Take  our  sins  and  guilt  away  ; 
Let  us  sing  by  night  and  day. 

Michael  Weisse,    1531. 

Tr.  by  Catharine  Winkworth,     1858,  at. 


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The  being-  he  gave  us,  death  cannot  destroy ; 

Sad  were  the  life  we  must  part  with  to-morrow, 
If  tears  were  our  birthright,  and  death  were  our  end ; 

But  Jesus  hath  cheered  the  dark  valley  of  sorrow, 
And  bade  us,  immortal,  to  heaven  ascend. 
Lift  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  high, 
For  Jesus  hath  risen,  and  man  shall  not  die.         Henry  iFare,  jr. 


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2  Our  hearts  be  pure  from  evil, 

That  we  may  see  aright 
The  Lord  in  rays  eternal 

Of  resurrection-light ; 
And,  listening  to  his  accents, 

May  hear  so  calm  and  plain 
His  own  "  All  hail,"  and  hearing 

May  raise  the  victor  strain. 


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Now  let  the  heavens  be  joyful, 

And  earth  her  song  begin. 
The  round  world  keep  high  triumph, 

And  all  that  is  therein : 
Let  all  things  seen  and  unseen 

Their  notes  of  gladness  blend. 
For  Christ  the  Lord  is  risen, 

Our  Joy  that  hath  no  end. 

John  oy  Damascus,  about  780. 
Tr.  John  M.  Neale.     1862. 


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2  I  find  hiiu  lifting  up  my  head. 

He  brings  salvation  near; 
His  presence  makes  me  free  indeed. 
And  he  will  soon  appear. 

3  Jesus,  I  hang  upon  thy  word ; 

I  steadfastly  believe 


Thou  wilt  return,  and  claim  me,  Lord, 
And  to  thyself  receive. 

4  When  God  is  mine,  and  I  am  his. 
Of  paradise  possessed, 
I  taste  unutterable  bliss. 
And  everlasting  rest. 

Charles  Wesley.     1742, 


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1  Come,  ye  faithful,  raise  the  strain 

Of  triumphant  gladness ; 
God  liatli  brought  his  Israel 

Into  joy  from  sadness ; 
Loosed  from  Pharaoh's  bitter  yoke 

Jacob's  sons  and  daughters  ; 
Led  them  with  unmoistened  foot 

Through  the  Red  Sea  waters. 

2  'Tis  the  spring  of  souls  to-day : 

Christ  hath  burst  his  prison. 
And  from  three  days  sleep  in  death, 

As  the  sun,  hath  risen : 
All  the  winter  of  our  sins. 

Long  and  dark,  is  flying 
From  his  Light,  to  whom  we  give 

Laud  and  praise  undying. 


3  Now  the  Qncen  of  seasons,  bright 

With  the  Day  of  splendor, 
With  the  royal  Feast  of  Feasts, 

Comes  its  joy  to  render; 
Comes  to  glad  Jerusalem, 

Which  with  true  affection 
Welcomes  in  unwearied  strains 

Jesus'  resurrection. 

4  Neither  might  the  gates  of  death, 

Nor  the  tomb's  dark  portal, 
Nor  the  watchers,  nor  the  seal, 

Hold  thee  as  a  mortal : 
But  to-day  amidst  the  Twclvn 

Thou  didst  stand,  bestowing 
Thine  own  peace,  which  evermore 

Passeth  liuman  knowing. 

John  o/  Damascus,  nb.  7S0. 
Tr.,  John  M.  Neale.     1862. 


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1  Jesus  comes,  his  conflict  over, 

Comes  to  claim  his  great  reward  ; 
Angels  round  the  Victor  hover, 

Crowding  to  behold  their  Lord; 
Haste,  ye  saints!  your  tribute  bring, 
Crown  him,  everlasting  King. 

2  Yonder  throne  for  him  erected, 

Now  becomes  the  Victor's  seat ; 
Lo,  the  Man  on  earth  rejected ! 

Angels  worship  at  his  feet ; 
Haste,  ye  saints  !  your  tribute  bring. 
Crown  him,  everlasting  King. 

3  Day  and  night  they  cry  before  him, 

''  Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  !  " 
All  the  powers  of  heaven  adore  him. 

All  obey  his  sovereign  word ; 
Haste,  ye  saints  !  your  tribute  bring. 
Crown  him,  everlasting  King. 

Thomas  Kelly.     1S04. 


2  Jesus,  hail !  whose  glory  brightens 

All  above,  and  gives  it  worth ; 
Lord  of  life  !  thy  smile  enlightens. 

Cheers,  and  charms  thy  saints  on  earth, 
When  we  think  of  love  like  thine, 
Lord  !  we  own  it  love  divine. 

3  King  of  glory  !  reign  for  ever  ! 

Thine  an  everlasting  crown; 
Nothing,  from  thy  love,  shall  sever 

Those  whom  thou  hast  made  thine  own ; 
Happy  objects  of  thy  grace. 
Destined  to  behold  thy  face. 

4  Saviour,  hasten  thine  appearing; 

Bring,  O  bring  the  glorious  day, 
When,  the  awful  summons  hearing. 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away ; 
Tlien,  with  golden  harps,  we'll  sing, 
"  Glory,  glory  to  our  King." 

Thomas  Kelly.    1S04. 


112 


yESUS    CHRIST. 


ORTONVILLE.  C.  M. 


Thomas  Hastings.    1837. 


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2  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare, 

Among  the  sons  of  men  ; 
Fairer  is  he  than  all  the  fair 
That  fill  the  heavenly  train. 

3  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 

He  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross. 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

4  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath. 

And  all  the  joys  I  have ; 
lie  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 
He  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

5  Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive 

Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 
Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 
Lord !  they  should  all  be  thine. 

Samuel  Stennett.     1787. 

FERGUSON.     S.  M. 

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1  O  FOR  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 

My  dear  Redeemer's  praise  ! 
The  glories  of  my  (lod  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace  ! 

2  My  gracious  Master  and  my  God, 

Assist  me  to  proclaim, 
To  spread,  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  honors  of  thy  name. 

3  Jesus — the  name  that  calms  my  fears. 

That  bids  my  sorrows  cease ; 
'Tis  music  to  my  ravished  ears; 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin. 

He  sets  the  prisoner  free  ; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean  ; 
His  blood  availed  for  me. 

Charles  Wesley.     1740. 
George  Kingsley.     1843. 


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CORONATION. 

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1  The  head  that  once  was  crowned  with 

Is  crowned  with  glory  now  ;      [thorns, 
A  royal  diadem  adorns 
The  mighty  Victor's  brow. 

2  The  highest  place  that  heaven  affords, 

Is  his  by  sovereign  right; 
The  King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords, 
He  reigns  in  glory  bright ; 

3  The  joy  of  all  who  dwell  above, 

The  joy  of  all  beloAv, 
To  whom  he  manifests  his  love. 
And  grants  his  name  to  know. 

4  To  them  the  cross  with  all  its  shame. 

With  all  its  grace,  is  given ; 
Their  name — an  everlasting  name. 
Their  joy — the  joy  of  heaven. 

5  They  suffer  with  their  Lord  below. 

They  reign  with  him  above ; 
Their  profit  and  their  joy  to  know 
The  mystery  of  his  love. 

Thomas  Kelly.     i8ao. 


2  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  om*  God, 

Who  from  his  altar  call ; 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  erown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

Ye  ransomed  from  the  fall ; 
Hail  him,  who  saves  you  by  his  grace. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball. 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

6  0  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall ; 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all, 

Edward  Perronet.     1 780. 


211 

1  Raise  your  triumphant  songs 

To  an  immortal  tune;    , 
Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

2  Sing  how  Eternal  Love 

Its  chief  beloved  chose. 
And  bade  him  raise  our  wretched  race 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 


3  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears. 

Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease; 
Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love. 
And  take  the  offered  peace. 

4  Lord,  we  obey  thy  call ; 

We  lay  a  humble  claim 
To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought. 
And  love  and  praise  thy  name. 

Isaac  Watts.     1709. 


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1  Christ,  above  all  glory  seated  ! 

King  eternal,  strong  to  save  ! 
To  thee,  Death,  by  death  defeated, 

Triumph  high  and  glory  gave. 
Thou  art  gone,  where  now  is  given, 

AYliat  no  moi'tal  might  could  gain  : 
On  the  eternal  throne  of  heaven. 

In  thy  Father's  power  to  reign. 

2  We,  0  Lord !  with  hearts  adoring, 

Follow  thee  above  the  sk}^ : 
near  our  prayers  thy  grace  imploring, 

Lift  our  souls  to  thee  on  high. 
So  when  thou  again  in  glory 

On  the  clouds  of  heaven  shalt  shine, 
We  thy  flock  shall  stand  before  thee, 

Owned  forevermore  as  thine. 

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1  Jesus,  hail,  enthroned  in  glory, 

There  for  ever  to  abide  ; 
All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  thee. 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  side. 
There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading; 

There  thou  dost  (uir  place  prepare ; 
Ever  for  us  interceding 

Till  in  glory  we  a})pear. 

2  Worship,  honor,  power  and  blessing, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive ; 
Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give. 
Help,  ye  bright  angelic  spirits, 

Bring  your  sweetest,  noblest  lays; 
Help  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits, 

llelp  to  chant  Lumanuel's  praise. 

^01171  Bakewell.     1819. 


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ARIEL.     C.  P.  M. 


Mozart.     Arr.  by  Lowell  Masoti.     1836. 

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2  I'd  sing  the  precious  blood  he  spilt, 
My  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt 

Of  sin,  and  wrath  divine: 
I'd  sing  his  glorious  righteousness. 
In  which  all  perfect,  heavenly  dress, 

My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 

3  I'd  sing  the  characters  he  hears. 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  throne: 
In  loftiest  songs  of  swee'test  praise, 
I  would  to  everlasting  days 

Make  all  his  glories  known. 

4  Well,  the  delightful  day  will  come 
When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home, 

And  I  shall  see  his  face  ; 
Then  with  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  I'll  spend, 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 

Samuel  Medley.     1789. 

I   Fear  not,  0  little  flock,  the  foe 
Who  madly  seeks  your  overthrow ; 
Dread  not  his  rage  and  power : 


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This  seeming  triumph  o'er  God's  saints 
Lasts  but  a  little  hour. 

Fear  not !  be  strong  !  your  cause  belongs 
To  him  who  can  avenge  your  wrongs; 

Leave  all  to  him,  your  Lord : 
Though  hidden  yet  from  mortal  eyes, 
Salvation  shall  for  you  arise : 

He  girdeth  on  his  sword  ! 

As  true  as  God's  own  word  is  true, 
Not  earth  nor  hell,  with  all  their  crew, 

Against  us  shall  prevail. 
A  jest  and  byword  are  they  grown : 
God  is  with  us;  we  are  his  own; 

Our  victory  cannot  fail. 

Amen,  Lord  Jesus,  grant  our  prayer  ! 
Great  Captain,  now  thine  arm  make  bare; 

Fight  for  us  once  again  ! 
So  shall  thy  saints  and  martyrs  raise 
A  mighty  chorus  to  thy  praise. 

World  without  end.     Amen. 


Gusfavus  Adolphus.     1631,  in  prose, 
Jacob  Fabricius.     1631,  in  7>erse, 
Tr.  by  Miss  Catharine  Winkiuortk. 


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116 


yESUS    CHRIST. 


LEON.     C.  M. 


Lowell  Mason. 


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2  This  fleshly  robe  the  Lord  did  wear; 

This  watch  the  Lord  did  keep ; 
These  burdens  sore  the  Lord  did  bear; 
These  tears  the  Lord  did  weep. 

3  O  vale  of  tears  no  longer  sad, 

Wherein  the  Lord  did  dwell! 
0  bappy  robe  of  flesh  that  clad 
Our  own  Iniinanuel! 

4  But  not  this  flesldy  robe  alone 

Shall  link  us,  Lord,  to  thee ; 
Not  only  in  the  tear  and  groan 
Shall  the  dear  kindred  be. 

5  We  shall  be  reckoned  for  thine  own. 

Because  thy  heaven  we  share, 

Because  we  sing  around  thy  throne, 

And  thy  bright  raiment  wear. 

6  0  mighty  grace,  our  life  to  live, 

To  make  our  earth  divine  ! 
0  mighty  grace,  thy  heaven  to  give 
And  lift  our  life  to  thine  ! 

Tho7nas  H.  Gill.     i860. 


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1  What  grace,  O  Lord,  and  beauty  shone 

Around  thy  steps  below  ; 
What  patient  love  was  seen  in  all 
Thy  life  and  death  of  woe. 

2  For,  ever  on  thy  burdened  heart 

A  weight  of  sorrow  liung; 
Yet  no  ungentle,  murmuring  word 
Escaped  thy  silent  tongue. 

3  Thy  foes  might  hate,  despise,  revile, 

■  Thy  friends  unfaithful  prove  ; 
Unwearied  in  forgiveness  still. 
Thy  heart  could  only  love. 

4  0  give  us  hearts  to  love  like  thee ! 

Like  thee,  0  Lord,  to  grieve 

Far  more  for  others'  sin  than  all 

The  wrongs  that  we  receive. 

5  One  with  thyself,  may  every  eye, 

In  us,  thy  brethren,  see 
The  gentleness  and  grace  that  spring 
From  union.  Lord,  with  thee. 

Sir  Edward  Denny.     1839. 


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117 


WIMBORNE.     L.  M. 


J.  Whitaker.     1849. 

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2  Once  did  the  skies  before  thee  bow  ; 
A  virgin's  arms  contain  thee  now : 
Angels  who  did  in  thee  rejoice 
Now  listen  for  thine  infant  voice. 

3  A  little  child  thou  art  our  guest, 
That  weary  ones  in  thee  may  rest ; 
Forlorn  and  lowly  is  thy  birth,  . 

That  we  may  rise  to  heaven  from  earth. 

4  Thou  comest  in  the  darksome  night 
To  make  us  children  of  the  light, 
To  make  us,  in  the  realms  divine. 
Like  thine  own  angels,  round  thee  shine. 

5  All  this  for  us  thy  love  hath  done; 
By  this  to  thee  our  love  is  won ; 
For  tliis  we  tune  our  cheerful  lays. 
And  shout  our  thanks  in  ceaseless  praise. 

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1  Eternal  Source  of  light  divine  ! 
Fountain  of  unexhausted  love  ! 
O  let  thy  glories  on  me  shine, 

From  earth  beneath,  from  heaven  above  ! 

2  Thou  art  the  weary  wanderer's  rest; 
Give  me  thine  easy  yoke  to  bear; 
With  steadfast  patience  arm  my  breast, 
With  spotless  love  and  lowly  fear. 

3  Be  thou,  O  Rock  of  Ages !  nigh, 

So  shall  each  murmuring  thought  be  gone, 
And  grief  and  fear  and  care  shall  fly, 
As  clouds  before  the  midday  sun. 

4  Speak  to  my  warring  passions,  Peace  ! 
Speak  to  my  troubled  heart,  Be  still ! 
Thy  power  my  strength  and  foi-tress  is, 
For  all  things  serve  thy  holy  will. 

Charles  Wesley.     1759. 


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2  Slain  to  redeem  us  by  his  blood, 
To  cleanse  from  every  sinful  stain, 
And  make  us  kings  and  priests  to  God ; 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain  !  " 

3  To  him  who  suffered  on  the  tree, 
Our  souls  at  his  soul's  price  to  gain, 
Blessing,  and  praise,  and  glory  be  : 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain  ! " 


4  To  him,  enthroned  by  filial  right. 

All  power  in  heaven  and  earth  proclaim, 

Honor,  and  majesty,  and  might : 

"  W^orthy  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain  !  " 

5  Long  as  we  live,  and  when  Ave  die,  ^ 
And  while  in  heaven  with  him  we  reign, 
This  song  our  song  of  songs  shall  be  : 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain  !  " 

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1  Whex  marshall'd  on  the  nightly  plain, 
The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky. 
One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train, 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wand'ring  eye. 
Hark !  hark  !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks. 
From  ev'ry  host,  from  ev'ry  gem ; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks — 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

2  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark, 
The  ocean  yawned,  and  rudely  bloAved 
The  wind  that  tossed  my  foundering'bark. 


Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze, 
Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem  ; 
When  suddenly  a  Star  arose — 
It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all ; 
It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease ; 
And  thro'  the  storm,  and  danger's  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 
Now  safely  moored — my  perils  o'er, 
I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
Forever,  and  forevermore. 
The  Star— the  Star  of  Bethlehem  ! 

Henry  Kirkc  White.     1806. 


220  yESUS    CHRTST. 

THE    CROSS    OF    JESUS. 


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As  to  the  holy  Patriarch 

That  wondrous  dream  was  given. 
So  seems  my  Saviour's  cross  to  me, 

A  ladder  up  to  heaven. 

3  There  lies  beneath  its  shadow, 

But  on  the  further  side, 
The  darkness  of  an  awful  grave 

That  gapes  both  deep  and  wide ; 
And  thei-e  between  us  stands  the  Cross, 

Two  arms  outstretched  to  save. 
Like  a  watchman  set  to  guard  the  way 

From  that  eternal  grave. 


4  Upon  that  Cross  of  Jesus, 

Mine  eye  at  times  can  see 
The  very  dying  form  of  One, 

Who  suffered  there  for  me. 
And  from  iny  smitten  heart  with  tears. 

Two  wonders  1  confess, — 
The  wonders  of  his  glorious  love, 

And  my  own  worthlessness. 

5  I  take,  O  Cross,  thy  shadow, 

For  my  abiding  place  ; 
I  ask  no  other  sunshine 

Than  the  sunshine  of  his  face : 
Content  to  lot  the  world  go  by. 

To  know  no  gain  nor  loss, — 
My  sinful  self,  my  only  shame, — 

My  glory  all  the  Cross. 

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1  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me  : 
Lo !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming, 
Adds  new  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure. 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified  ; 
Peace  is  there,  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

5  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

John  Bowring.     1825. 


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1  Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 

Borders  on  the  shades  of  death  ! 
Rise  on  us,  thy  love  revealing. 
Dissipate  the  clouds  beneath. 

2  Thou,  of  heaven  and  earth  Creator ! 

In  oar  deepest  darkness  rise ; 

Scatter  all  the  night  of  nature ; 

Pour  the  day  upon  our  eyes. 

3  Still  we  wait  for  thine  appearing ; 

Life  and  joy  thy  beams  impart, 
Chasing  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 
Every  poor,  benighted  heart. 

4  Save  us,  in  thy  great  compassion, 

O  thou  mild,  pacific  Prince ! 

Give  the  knowledge  of  salvation, 

Give  the  pardon  of  our  sins ; 

5  By  thine  all-sufficient  n^erit. 

Every  burdened  soul  release  ; 
Every  weary,  wandering  spiiit. 
Guide  into  thy  perfect  peace. 

Charles  Wesley.     1745. 


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JESUS    CHRIST. 


LOVING-KINDNESS. 


Christian  Lyre. 

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2  lie  saw  me  ruined  in  the  fall, 
Yet  loved  me  notwithstanding  all, 
And  saved  me  from  ray  lost  estate, 
llis  loving-kindness  is  so  gi'eat. 

3  Thi'ougli  mighty  hosts  of  cruel  foes, 
Where  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
lie  safely  leads  my  soul  along, 

llis  lovino'-kindness  is  so  strong. 

4  So  when  I  pass  death's  gloomy  vale, 
And  life  and  mortal  powers  shall  fail, 
O  may  my  last  expiring  breath 

His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death. 

5  Then  shall  I  mount,  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day ; 
There  shall  I  sing,  with  sweet  surprise, 
His  loving-kindness  in  the  skies. 

Samuel  Medley.     1787. 

HOWARD.     C.  M. 


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1  Jesus,  my  heart  within  me  burns. 
To  tell  thee  all  its  conscious  love; 
And  from  earth's  low  delights  it  turns, 
To  taste  a  joy  like  that  above. 

2  AVhen  thou  to  me  dost  condescend, 
In  love  divine,  thou  Blessed  One, 
The  moments  that  with  thee  1  spend, 
Seem  e'en  as  heaven  itself  begun, 

3  Though  oft  these  lips  my  love  have  told, 
They  still  the  story  would  repeat; 

To  me  the  rapture  ne'er  grows  old 
That  thrills  me  bending  at  thy  feet. 

4  Reign  thou  sole  Sovereign  of  my  heart. 
My  all  I  yield  to  thy  control ; 

O  let  me  never  from  thee  part, 
Thou  Best  Beloved  of  my  soul. 

Ray  Palmer.     i86g. 
S.  Ho-ward.     1760. 


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HEBRON.     L.  M. 


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2  Thy  truth  unchanged  hath  ever  stood ; 
Thou  savest  those  that  on  thee  call ; 
To  them  that  seek  thee,  thou  art  good, 
To  them  that  find  thee.  All  in  all. 

3  We  taste  thee,  O  thou  living  Bread, 
And  long  to  feast  upon  thee  still ; 
AVe  drink  of  thee,  the  Fountain  Head, 
And  thirst,  our  souls  from  thee  to  fill. 

4  Our  restless  spirits  yearn  for  thee. 
Where'er  our  changeful  lot  is  cast ; 
Glad,  when  thy  gracious  smile  we  see. 
Blest,  when  our  faith  can  hold  thee  fast. 

5  O  Jesus,  ever  with  us  stay ; 

Make  all  our  moments  calm  and  bright ; 
Chase  the  dark  night  of  sin  away  ; 
Shed  o'er  the  world  thy  holy  light. 

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1  Lord  Jesus,  when  we  stand  afar 
And  gaze  upon  thy  holy  cross, 
In  love  of  thee  and  scorn  of  self, 
O  may  we  count  the  world  as  loss. 

2  When  we  behold  thy  bleeding  wounds. 
And  the  rough  way  that  thou  hast  trod, 
Make  us  to  hate  the  load  of  sin 

That  lay  so  heavy  on  our  God. 

3  O  holy  Lord,  uplifted  high 

AVith  outstretched  arms,  in  mortal  woe, 
Embracing  in  thy  wondrous  love 
The  sinful  world  that  lies  below ; 

4  Give  us  an  ever-living  faith 

To  gaze  beyond  the  things  we  see ; 
And,  in  the  mystery  of  thy  death. 
Draw  us  and  all  men  unto  thee. 

William  Walsham  Hoit).     1854. 


1  Jesus  !  I  love  thy  charming  name  ; 

'Tis  music  to  mine  ear: 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud. 
That  earth  and  heaven  should  hear. 

2  All  that  my  loftiest  powers  can  wish. 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet ;  ' 
Not  to  mine  eyes  is  light  so  dear. 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 


3  Thy  grace  still  dwells  upon  my  heart, 

And  sheds  its  fragrance  there; 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  my  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  my  care. 

4  ril  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name 

With  my  last  laboring  breath  ; 
Then,  speechless,  clasp  thee  in  mine  arms. 
The  Conqueror  of  death. 

Philip  Doddridge.     1755. 


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Which  unto  thee  I  send ; 

To  thee  my  inmost  spirit  cries, 

My  being's  hope  and  end. 

3  Stay  with  us,  Lord  !  and  with  thy  light 

llhune  the  soul's  abyss; 

HEBER.     C.  M. 


Scatter  the  darkness  of  our  night, 
And  till  the  world  with  bliss. 

O  Jesus,  King  of  earth  and  heaven, 

Our  life  and  joy  !  to  thee 
Be  honor,  thanks  and  blessing  given 

Through  all  eternity ! 

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And  calms  the  troubled  breast; 
'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary,  rest. 

3  Jesus !  my  Shepherd,  Guardian,  Friend, 

My  Prophet,  Priest  and  King ! 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End ! 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 


W^eak  is  tlie  effort  of  my  heart, 
And  cold  my  warmest  thought* 

But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

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With  every  fleeting  breath  ; 

And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

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1  Jesus,  the  very  thought  of  thee 

With  sweetness  fills  the  breast; 
But  sweeter  far  thy  face  to  see, 
And  in  thy  presence  rest. 

2  Nor  voice  can  sing,  nor  heart  can  frame, 

Nor  can  the  memory  find, 
A  sweeter  sound  than  thy  blest  name, 
O  Saviour  of  mankind  ! 

3  O  Hope  of  every  contrite  heart ! 

O  Joy  of  all  the  meek  ! 
To  those  who  fall,  how  kind  thou  art! 
How  good  to  those  who  seek ! 


But  what  to  those  who  find  ?    Ah  ! 

Nor  tongue  nor  pen  can  show : 
The  love  of  Jesus, — what  it  is, 

None  but  his  loved  ones  know. 

Jesus,  our  only  joy  be  thou  ! 

As  thou  our  prize  wilt  be ; 
Jesus,  be  thou  our  glory  now, 

And  through  eternity ! 

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1  0  Jesus  !  King  most  wonderful, 

Thou  Conqueror  renowned ; 
Thou  sweetness  most  ineffable, 
In  whom  all  joys  are  found  ! 

2  When  once  thou  visitest  the  heart, 

Then  truth  begins  to  shine ; 
Then  earthly  vanities  depart; 
Then  kindles  love  divine. 

3  O  Jesus,  Light  of  all  below  ! 

Thou  Fount  of  life  and  fire! 
Surpassing  all  the  joys  we  know, 
All  that  we  can  desire  ; 

4  May  every  heart  confess  thy  name. 

And  ever  thee  adore ; 
And,  seeking  thee,  itself  inflame 
To  seek  thee  more  and  more. 

5  Thee  may  our  tongues  forever  bless ; 

Thee  may  we  love  alone ; 

And  ever  in  our  lives  express 

The  imaire  of  thine  own. 


Bernard  of  Clair^'aux. 
Tr.  Edward  Caszuall. 


1 140, 

1849. 


126 


yESUS    CHRIST. 


CASTELLO.     7s.  6s  &  8s. 


U.  C.  Burnap.    1870. 


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2  Jesus,  open  me  tlie  gate 

Which  the  sinner  entered, 
Who,  in  his  last  dying  state, 

Wholly  on  thee  ventured  ; 
Thou,  whose  wounds  are  ever  pleading, 
And  thy  passion  interceding, 

From  my  misery  let  me  rise. 

To  a  home  in  Paradise. 

3  Woe,  that  I  have  turned  aside 

After  fleshly  pleasure ! 
Woe,  that  I  have  never  tried 

For  the  heavenly  treasure  ! 
Treasure,  safe  in  homes  supernal. 
Incorruptible,  eternal : 

Treasure  no  less  price  hath  won 

Than  the  passion  of  the  Son. 


Jesus,  crowned  with  thorns  for  me, 
Scourged  for  my  transgression, 

Witnessing,  through  agonv, 
That  thy  good  confession  ; 

Jesus,  clad  in  purple  raiment. 

For  my  evil  making  payment; 
Let  not  all  thy  woe  and  pain, 
Let  not  Calvary,  be  in  vain. 

When  I  cross  death's  bitter  sea, 

And  its  waves  roll  higher, 
Help  the  more  forsaking  me 

As  the  storm  draws  nigher; 
Jesus,  leave  me  pot  to  languish, 
Helpless,  hopeless,  full  of  anguish : 

Tell  me,  "Verily,  I  say, 

"  Thou  shalt  be  with  me  to-day." 

Thcoctistus  0/ the  Studiunt.     890. 
TV.  John  Mason  Neale.     1862. 


PRAISE     TO     CHRIST. 


127 


SONG.     8s  &  5s. 


GertHan  Melody. 


1.  Sing  of    Je   -  sus,  sing  for  -  ev  -  er 


Of    tlie  love  that  changes  nev  -  er 

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236 


1  Sing  of  Jesus,  sing  for  ever 

Of  the  love  that  changes  never ; 
Who  or  what  from  him  can  sever 
Those  he  makes  his  own  ? 

2  With  hisblood  the  Lord  has  bought  them; 
When  they  knew  him  not,he  sought  them, 
And  from  all  their  wanderings  brought 

His  the  praise  alone.  [them  ; 

3  Tlirough  the  desert  Jesus  leads  them, 
AVith  the  bread  of  heaven  he  feeds  them, 
And  through  all  the  way  he  speeds  them 

To  their  home  above. 

4  There  they  see  the  Lord  who  bought  them, 
Him  who  came  from,  heaven,  and  sought 

them, 
Him  who  by  his  Spirit  taught  them, 
Him  they  serve  and  love. 

5  Let  his  people  sing  with  gladness, 
Other  mirth  than  this  is  madness, 
Mirth  it  is  that  ends  in  sadness, 

Be  it  far  away. 


6  'Tis  the  saints  have  solid  treasure. 
They  can  sing  with  holy  pleasure. 
And  their  joy  will  know  no  measure, 
\\\  the  final  day. 

ThoTnas  Kelly.     1815. 

I.  Saints  in  glory,  we  together 
Know  the  song  that  ceases  never; 
Song  of  songs  thou  art,  0  Saviour, 
All  that  endless  day. 

2  Come,  ye  angels,  round  us  gather, 
While  to  Jesus  we  draw  nearer; 
In  his  throne  he'll  seat  forever 

Those  for  whom  he  died. 

3  LTnderneath  his  throne  a  river, 
Clear  as  crystal,  flows  forever. 
Like  his  fullness,  failing  never ; 

Hail,  enthroned  Lamb! 

4  0  the  unsearchable  Redeemer! 
Shoreless  Ocean,  sounded  never! 
Yesterday,  to-day,  forever, 

Jesus  Christ,  the  same. 

N^hentiah  Adams.     1864. 


128 


JESUS    CHRIST. 


INVITATION.     C.  M.  D. 


Arr./rom  Ludzvig  Spohr.     (1784 — 1859.) 


1.  Im  -  raor-tal  Love  I  for-ev-er  full,    For  -  ev  -  er  flowing     free;        For- ev-er  phared,  for-ev-er  whole, 

D.  8.  Love  only  kuoweth  whence  it  came, 

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A     nev-er  -  ebb-ing   sea. 
And  comprehendeth    love. 


Our  outward  lips  con-fes8  the  name,  All  oth  -  er  names  a  -  bove  ; 


238 


We  may  not  climb  the  heavenly  steeps 

To  bring  the  Lord  Christ  down  ; 
In  vain  we  search  the  lowest  deeps, 

For  him  no  depths  can  drown. 
Nor  holy  bread,  nor  blood  of  grape 

The  lineaments  restore 
Of  him  we  know  in  outward  shape 

And  in  the  tiesli  no  more. 

lu  joy  of  inward  peace,  or  sense 

Of  sorrow  over  sin, 
lie  is  his  own  best  evidence : 

His  witness  is  within. 
And  warm,  sweet,  tender,  even  yet 

A  present  help  is  he ; 
And  faith  has  still  its  Olivet; 

And  love,  its  Galilee. 

O  Lord  and  Master  of  us  all ! 

Whate'er  our  name  or  sign, 
We  own  thy  sway,  we  hear  thy  call. 

We  test  our  lives  by  thine. 
Deep  strike  thy  roots,  O  heavenly  Vine, 

Within  our  earthly  sod  ! 
Most  human,  and  yet  most  divine. 

The  dower  of  man  and  God  ! 

^ohn  G.  n'hiitier. 


1  O  Love  !  O  Life !  our  faith  and  sight 

Thy  presence  maketh  one ; 
As  through  transfigured  clouds  of  Avhite 

A\'e  trace  the  noonday  sun : 
So,  to  our  mortal  eyes  subdued. 

Flesh-veiled,  but  not  concealed, 
We  know  in  thee  the  fatherhood 

And  heart  of  God  revealed. 

2  We  faintly  hear,  we  dimly  see, 

In  differing  phrase  we  pray ; 
But,  dim  or  clear,  we  own  in  thee 

The  Light,  the  IVuth,  the  Way. 
Apart  fi-om  thee,  all  gain  is  loss. 

All  labor  vainly  done; 
The  solemn  shadow  of  thy  cross 

Is  better  than  the  sun. 

3  Our  Friend,  our  Brother,  and  our  Lord, 

What  may  thy  service  be  ? 
Nor  name,  nor  form,  uor  ritual  word ; 

But  simply — following  thee. 
The  heart  must  ring  thy  Christmas  bells, 

Thy  inward  altars  raise  ; 
Its  faith  and  hope,  thy  canticles ; 

And  its  obedience,  praise. 

John  G.  Whittitr. 


PRAISE    TO     CHRIST. 


129 


LYTE. 


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1.  Now  I  have  found  a  Friend,  Whose  love  shall  nev  -  er  end  ; 


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2  Tliourjli  I  grow  poor  and  old, 
He  will  my  faith  uphold ; 

Jesus  is  mine. 
He  shall  my  wants  supply ; 
His  precious  blood  is  nigh, 
Naught  can  my  hope  destroy ; 

Jesus  is  mine. 

3  When  earth  shall  pass  away, 
In  the  great  judgment  day, 

Jesus  is  mine. 


WHAT    A    FRIEND.     8s  &  7s.    D 


O,  what  a  glorious  thing 
There  to  behold  rny  King, 
On  tuneful  harps  to  sing, 
Jesus  is  mine. 

4  Father!  thy  name  I  bless; 
Thine  was  the  sovereign  grace ; 

Praise  shall  be  thine ; 
Spirit  of  holiness ! 
Sealing  the  Father's  grace, 
Thou  mad'st  my  soul  embrace 

Jesus  as  mine. 

Henry  Joy  McCracktn  Hope. 


1852. 


C.  C.  Converse. 


1.  What  a  friend  we  have  in  Je  -  sus,       All  our  sins  and  griefs  to  hear  1    What  a  pri-vi  -  lege  to    car  -  ry 

D.  s.  All  because  we  do  not  car  -  ry 

-P"— a»    ■  (^ — „  m:   m    m—m   m   !^  I'f^' ' n  »:   tr    ^—m  "f" 


Ev  -  ery  thing  to  God  in  prayer !      O,    what  peace  we  often  for  -  feit, 
Ev  -  ery  thing  to  God  in  prayer  1 


O,  what  needless  pain  we  bear, 


W   U   U   l^   Ui 

241 

2  Have  we  trials  and  temptations  ? 
Is  there  trouble  anywhere  ? 
Wc  should  never  be  discouraged,- 
Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 


Can  we  find  a  friend  so  faithful, 
Who  will  all  our  sorrows  share  ? 

Jesus  knows  our  every  weakness — 
Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 

Horatius  Donar, 


130 


yESUS    CHRIST. 


VON    WEBER.     7s. 


Ca  rl  M.  von  Weber.     ( 1 786—  1 826.) 


1.  Earth  has   no  thing  sweet 


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Think  how  bright  that  light  will  be, 
Shiiiing  through  eternity. 

4  Lord  of  all  that's  fair  to  see, 
Come,  reveal  thyself  to  me  ; 
Let  me,  'mid  thy  radiant  ligbt, 
See  thiue  miveiled  glories  bright. 

Johann  Angelus  Silcsiiis.    1657. 
TV.  by  Frances  E.  Cox.     1S41. 


2  When  the  morning  paints  the  skies, 
When  the  golden  sunbeams  rise. 
Then  my  Saviour's  form  I  find 
Brightly  imaged  on  my  mind, 

3  When  the  star-beams  pierce  the  night, 
Oft  I  think  on  Jesus'  light, 

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CHILDREN'S    HOSANNA.    '7s  &  6s. 


\.  When  his  sal-va-tion  bringing,      To     Zi  -  on   Je   sus  came,  The  children  all  stood 

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And  Hal  -  le  -  lu  -  jah  sing. 


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PRAISE    TO    CHRIST. 
CHRISTUS   REX.     6s. 


131 


From  Gioacchimo  Rossini. 


1.  Come,  let    us    glad-ly  sing 


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Praise  Christ  our  King  !       Praise  Christ  our  King  1 


Wake,  wake  the 


anthem  sweet !  Praise  to  our  Lord  is  meet :  Chrii 

243 

2  Thorn-crowned,  in  splendor  now, 
Angels  before  him  bow ; 
Hear  their  cherubic  call ! 
"Immanuel,  Lord  of  all!" 

Praise  Christ  our  Kino- !     Chorus. 


t  is  our  heavenly  King,  Before  his  throne  we'll  sing. 


Into  that  kingdom  fair 
He'll  bring  each  ransomed  heir; 
Sing,  sinner  saved  by  grace, 
For  you  shall  see  his  face. 

Praise  Christ  our  King; !      Chorus. 


244 

I  When  his  salvation  bringing, 
To  Zion  Jesus  came, 
The  children  all  stood  singing 

Hosanna  to  his  name. 
Nor  did  their  zeal  offend  him, 

But  as  he  rode  along 
He  let  them  still  attend  him, 
And  smiled  to  hear  their  song. 
Chorus.   Fling  out,  fling  out  the  banner. 
Of  Christ,  our  heavenly  King; 
Ring  out,  ring  out  Hosanna, 
And  Hallelujah  sing, 

,     2   And  since  the  Lord  retaineth 
His  love  to  children  still. 


Though  now  as  King  he  reigneth 

On  Zion's  heavenly  hill ; 
We'll  flock  around  his  banner, 

We'll  bow  before  his  throne, 
And  cry  aloud,  Hosanna 

To  David's  royal  Son.     Chorus. 

For  should  we  fail  proclaiming 

Our  great  Redeemer's  praise. 
The  stones,  our  silence  shaming, 

Would  their  hosannas  raise. 
But  shall  we  only  render 

The  tribute  of  our  words  ? 
No  ;   while  our  hearts  are  tender. 

They  too  shall  be  the  Lord's,     Cho. 

"Joshua  Kifig.     1819. 


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JESUS    CHRIST. 


OUR    LEADER 

1.  Jesus  Christ  our  Saviour,    Once  for  us  a  child, 

_-^    -fi=-_l^=-_      -ft  ^  ^  ^     .*s- 


J.  Bapiiste  Calkin.     1871. 


In  thy  whole  be-hav-  ior,    Meek,  obedient,  mild  ; 


245 


For  all  gifts  and  graces 

While  we  live  below, 
Till  in  heavenly  places 

We  thy  face  shall  know ; 
We,  thy  children,  raising 

Unto  thee  our  hearts. 
In  thy  constant  praising 

Bear  our  duteous  parts. 

THE    STORY    OF    LOVE. 


Let  thine  angels  guide  us  ; 

Let  thine  amis  enfold  ; 
In  thy  bosom  hide  us, 

Sheltered  from  the  cold ; 
As  thy  love  hath  won  us 

From  the  world  away, 
Still  thy  hands  put  on  us; 

Bless  us  day  by  day. 

W.  IVhiting 
George  F.  Root. 


1.  I    love  to  hear  the  sto  -  ry  Which  angel  voices  tell.     How  once  the  King  of  glo-ry 
D.  C.  The  Lord  came  down  to  save  me,  Because  he  loves  me  so. 


^^^1^^ 


Came  down  on  earth  to  dwell  ;  I   am  both  weak  and  sinful,     But  this   I   sure-ly  know, 


246 

2   I'm  glad  my  blessed  Saviour 

Was  once  a  child  like  me, 
To  show  how  pure  and  holy 

His  little  ones  should  be. 
And  if  I  try  to  follow 

His  footsteps  here  below, 
He  never  will  forget  nie, 

Because  he  loves  me  so. 


3  To  sing  his  love  and  mercy, 

My  sweetest  songs  I'll  raise ; 
And  though  I  cannot  see  him 

I  know  he  hears  my  praise ; 
And  he  lias  kindly  promised 

That  I  shall  surely  go 
To  sing  among  his  angels, 

Because  he  loves  me  so. 

Georgt  F.  Root. 


CHILDREN'S    PRAISE. 


133 


ST.  SYLVESTER.     8s  &  7s. 


John  B.  Dykes.     1861. 


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1.  Je  -  sus,  ten-der  Shepherd,  hear    me, 


Bless  thy  lit  -  tie  lamb  to  -  niglit  ; 


Through  the  darkness  be  thou  near    me, 


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Keep    me   safe    till  morn  -  ing  light. 


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247 

2    All  this  day  thy  hand  has  led  me, 
And  I  thank  thee  for  thy  care ; 
Thou  hfjst  clothed  nie,\varnu'dandfedme, 
Listen  to  my  evening  prayer. 


Let  my  sins  be  all  forgiven, 

Bless  the  friends  I  love  so  well ; 

Take  me  when  I  die  to  heaven, 
Happy  there  with  thee  to  dwell. 

Mary  Lundie  Duncan.     1839. 


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2  He  will  gather,  he  will  gather 
The  gems  for  his  kingdom  ; 
All  the  pure  ones,  all  the  bright  ones, 
His  lov'd  and  his  own.     Chorus. 


3  Little  children,  little  children, 
Who  love  their  Redeemer, 
Are  the  jewels,  precious  jewels, 
His  lov'd  and  his  own.     Chorus. 

William  O.  Gushing. 


134 


yESUS    CHRIST. 


GUIDE.     5s  &  8s. 


Western  Melody. 


5^iS?si3^i 


1.  Je-sus,  still  lead  on, 


Till  our  rest  be  won  ;       And  although  the  way  be  cheerless,  We  will  follow, 


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calm  and  fearless  ;  Guide  us  by  thy  hand 


To  our  Fa-ther-land, 


To  our  Fa-ther-land. 


249 

1  Jesus,  still  lead  on, 
Till  our  rest  be  won  ; 

And  although  the  way  he  cheerless. 
We  will  follow,  calm  and  fearless : 

Guide  us  by  thy  hand 

To  our  Fatherland. 

2  If  the  way  be  drear, 
If  the  foe  be  near, 

Let  not  faithless  fears  o'ertake  us, 
Let  not  faith  and  hope  forsake  us ; 

For,  through  many  a  foe, 

To  our  home  we  go. 

3  AVhen  we  seek  relief 
From  a  long-felt  grief. 

When  temptations  come  alluring, 
.  Make  us  patient  and  enduring ; 
Show  us  that  bright  shore 
Where  we  weep  no  more. 

4  Jesus,  still  lead  on, 
Till  our  rest  be  won  ; 

Heavenly  Leader,  still  direct  us. 
Still  support,  console,  protect  us. 

Till  we  safely  stand 

In  our  Fatherland. 


iV.  L.  Zinzendor/.     \ii-i. 
Tr.  by  jfane  Borthwick. 


'853- 


1  Jesus,  who  can  be 

Once  compared  with  thee  ! 
Source  of  rest  and  consolation, 
Life  and  light,  and  full  salvation ; 
Son  of  God*  with  thee 
None  compared  can  be  ! 

2  Thou  hast  died  for  me, 
From  all  misery 

And  distress  ine  to  deliver, 
And  from  death  to  save  forever ; 

I  am  by  thy  blood 

Reconciled  to  God. 

3  Grant  me  steadiness, 
Lord,  to  run  my  race. 

Following  thee  with  love  most  tender, 
So  that  Satan  may  not  hinder 

Me  by  craft  or  force ; 

Further  thou  my  course. 

4  When  I  hence  depart, 
Strengthen  thou  my  heart ; 

Where  thou  art,  O  Lord,  convey  me ; 
In  thy  righteousness  array  me. 

That  at  thy  right  hand 

Joyful  I  may  stand. 

y.  A.  Freylinghausen.     1713. 
Moravian  Collection.     1754. 


HIS    AID    INVOKED. 


135 


LUDWIG.     7s  &  6  s. 


Ludwig  von  Beethoven.     1824. 

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Lamb  of  God !  whose  bleeding  love 

We  now  recall  to  mind, 
Send  the  answer  from  above, 

And  let  us  mercy  find ; 
Think  on  us,  who  think  on  thee, 

Every  burdened  soul  release ; 
O  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace  ! 

By  thine  agonizing  pain 

And  bloody  sweat,  we  pray ; 
By  thy  dying  love  to  man, 

Take  all  our  sins  away  : 
Burst  our  bonds,  and  set  us  free. 

From  our  crime  and  guilt  release  ; 
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By  thy  passion  on  the  tree. 

Let  our  griefs  and  troubles  cease ; 
O  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace ! 

4  Never  will  we  hence  depart. 

Till  thou  our  wants  relieve  ! 
Write  forgiveness  on  our  heart, 

And  all  thine  image  give ; 
Still  our  souls  shall  cry  to  thee, 

Till  complete  in  holiness; 
0  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace  ! 

Charles  Wesley.     174s. 


136 


SAL  VAT  I  ON. 


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2  I  love  to  meet  thy  people  now, 
Before  thy  feet  with  tliem  to  bow, 

Though  vilest  of  them  all ; 
But,  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought, 
What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out, 

When  thou  for  them  shalt  call  ? 

3  O  Lord,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace, 
Be  thou  my  only  hiding-place. 

In  this  the  accepted  day ; 

MARTYN.     7s.   D. 


Thy  pardoning  voice,  0,  let  nie  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear, 
Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

4  Among  thy  saints  let  me  be  found, 
Whene'er  the  archangel's  trump   shall 
To  see  thy  smiling  face;  [sound, 

Then  loudest  of  the  throng  I'll  sing, 
AVhile  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 
With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace. 

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137 


ALVAN.     8s,  7s  &  4s. 


Lowell  Mason. 


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Hea'*  the  heralds  of  the  gospel 
News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim  : 

"  Pardon  to  each  rebel  sinner, 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name  :  " 

How  important ! 
"Free  forgiveness  in  his  name." 

Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succor ; 
Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears, 
And,  with  news  of  consolation, 


Chase  away  the  falling  tears : 

Tender  heralds ! 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 

0  ye  angels,  hovering  round  us. 
Waiting  spirits,  speed  your  way; 

Haste  ye  to  the  court  of  heaven, 
Tidings  bear  without  delay. 

Rebel  sinners 
Glad  the  message  will  obey. 

Jonathan  Allen.     i8oi 


254 

1  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  your  Maker,  asks  you  Avhy ; 
God,  who  did  your  being  give. 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live; 
He  the  fatal  cause  demands. 
Asks  the  work  of  his  own  hands, 
Why,  ye  thankless  creatures,  why 
W^ill  ye  cross  his  love,  and  die  ? 

2  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why ; 
He  who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
Died  himself  that  ye  might  live ; 


Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain  ? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 
Why,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  why 
Will  you  slight  his  grace,  and  die  ? 

Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  the  Spirit,  asks  \o\\  why; 
He,  who  all  your  lives  hath  strove, 
Wooed  you  to  embrace  his  love : 
Will  you  not  his  grace  receive  ? 
Will  you  still  refuse  to  live  ? 
Why,  ye  long-sought  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  grieve  your  God,  and  die  ? 

Charles  Wesley,     1745. 


138 


SAL  VA  TION. 


BLUMENTHAL.     7s.    D. 


J.  Blutitenthal. 


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2  Hark !  it  is  the  Saviour's  voice — 

"  Welcome,  pilgrim,  to  thy  rest !  " 
Now  within  the  gate  rejoice, 

Safe,  and  owned,and  bought,  and  blest: 
Safe,  from  all  the  lures  of  vice ; 

Owned,  by  joys  the  contrite  know ; 
Bought  by  love,  and  life  the  price ; 

Blest,  the  mighty  debt  to  owe. 

3  Weary  pilgrim  !  what  for  thee 

In  a  world  like  this  remains? 
-  From  thy  guarded  breast  shall  flee 

Fear,  and  shame,  and  doubts,  and  pains: 
Fear,  the  hope  of  heaven  shall  fly ; 

Shame,  from  glory's  view  retire ; 
Doubt,  in  full  belief,  shall  die ; 

Pain,  in  endless  bliss,  expire. 

George  Crabbe.     1807. 


1  Sinner,  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep ; 
AVake,  and  o'er  thy  folly  weep ; 
Raise  thy  spirit,  dark  and  dead ; 
Jesus  waits  his  light  to  shed. 
Wake  from  sleep  ;  arise  from  death ; 
Sec  the  bright  and  living  path ; 
Watchful,  tread  that  ]iath  ;  be  wise  ; 
Leave  thy  folly,  seek  the  skies. 

2  Leave  thy  folly,  cease  from  crime ; 
From  this  hour  redeem  thy  time ; 
Life  secure  without  delay  ; 

Evil  is  thy  mortal  day. 
O  then,  rouse  thee  frotn  thy  sleep ! 
Wake,  and  o'er  thy  folly  weep ; 
Jesus  calls  from  death  and  night; 
Jesus  waits  to  shed  his  light. 

H.  U.  Onderdonk.     1826. 


INVITATIONS. 


139 


HORTON,     7s. 


Xavier  Schnyder  von  Wartensee.     1786. 


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1  Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 
Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice ; 
I  will  guide  you  to  your  home ; 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  come. 

2  Thou  who,  homeless  and  forlorn, 
Long  liast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn  ; 
Long  hast  roamed  the  barren  waste. 
Weary  wanderer,  hither  haste. 

3  Ye  who,  tossed  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain ; 
Ye,  by  fiercer  anguish  torn. 

In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn  ; 

4  Hither  come,  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound, 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure. 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 

Anna  L.  Barbauld.     1773. 


1  Thine  for  ever,  God  of  love  ! 
Hear  us  from  thy  throne  above ; 
Thine  for  ever  may  we  be, 
Here  and  in  eternity. 

2  Thine  for  ever,  Lord  of  life  ! 
Shield  us  through  the  earthly  strife ; 
Thou,  the  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way, 
Guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day. 

3  Thine  for  ever,  O  how  blest 
They  who  find  in  thee  their  rest ; 
Saviour,  Guardian,  heavenly  Friend ! 
O  defend  us  to  the  end. 

4  Thine  for  ever.  Saviour,  keep 
These  thy  frail  and  trembling  sheep ; 
Safe  alone  beneath  thy  care, 

Let  us  all  thy  goodness  share. 

Mary  F.  Maude.    1848. 


140 


SAL  VAT  I  ON. 


EXPOSTULATION,     lis. 


yosiah  Hopkins.     1830. 


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2  And  now  Christ  is  ready  your  souls  to 

receive,  [believe  ? 

0,  how  can  you  question,  if  you  will 

If  sin  is  your  burden,  why  will  you  not 

.     come?  [come  home. 

'Tis  you  he  bids  welcome ;  he  bids  you 

yosiah  Hopkins,     1830. 

I  Acquaint  thyself  quickly,  O  sinner,  with 

God,  [on  thy  road, 

And  joy,  like  the  sunshine,  shall  beam 


And  peace,  like  the  dcwdrop,  shall  fall 

on  thy  head. 
And  sleep,  like  an  angel,  shall  visit  thy 

bed. 

Acquaint  thyself  quickly,  0  sinner,  with 
God,  [are  abroad ; 

And  he  shall  be  with  thee  when  fears 

Thy  Safeguard  in  danger  that  threatens 
thy  path  ;  [death. 

Thy  Joy  in  the  valley  and  shadow  of 

William  Knox.     1825, 


John  E.  Gould.     1831. 


1.  O        cease,      my    wan  -  d'ring  soul 


On      rest    -    less      wing     to       roam ; 


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INVITA  TIONS. 
ROSEDALE.     L.  M. 

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George  F.  Root.     1849. 


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2  Return,  0  wanderer,  return, 

And  seek  a  Father's  melting  heart ; 
His  pitying  eyes  thy  grief  discern, 
His  hand  shall  heal  thine  inward  smart. 

3  Return,  O  wanderer,  return. 
Thy  Saviour  bids  thy  spirit  live ; 
Go  to  his  bleeding  feet,  and  learn 
How  freely  Jesus  can  forgive. 

4  Return,  O  wanderer,  return. 
And  wipe  away  the  falling  tear : 

'Tis  God  who  says,  "  No  longer  mourn," 
'Tis  mercy's  voice  invites  thee  near, 

William  B.  Collyer.     1812. 

I  Take  up  thy  cross,  the  Saviour  said. 
If  thou  wouldst  my  disciple  be ; 
Deny  thyself,  the  world  forsake, 
And  humbly  follow  after  hie. 


2  Take  up  thy  cross;  let  not  its  weight 
Fill  thy  weak  spirit  with  alarm: 

^ly  strength  shall  bear  thy  spirit  up, 
Andbrace  thine  heai'tand  nerve  thine  arm. 

3  Take  up  thy  cross,  nor  heed  the  shame, 
Xor  let  thy  foolish  heart  rebel ; 

Thy  Lord  for  thee  the  cross  endured, 
To  save  thy  soul  from  death  and  liell. 

4  Take  up  thy  cross  then  in  his  strength, 
And  calmly  every  danger  brave ; 
'Twill  guide  thee  to  a  better  home, 
And  lead  to  victory  o'er  the  grave. 

5  Take  up  thy  cross  and  follow  him. 
Nor  think  till  "death  to  lay  it  down  ; 
For  only  he  who  bears  the  cross 

May  hope  to  wear  the  glorious  crown.  • 

Charles  IV.  Everest.     1833. 


263  (ADRIAN.) 

2  Behold  the  Ark  of  God, 
Behold  the  open  door; 
0  haste  to  gain  that  dear  abode. 
And  rove,  my  soul,  no  more. 


3  There,  safe  thou  shalt  abide, 

There,  sweet  shall  be  thy  rest, 
And  every  longing  satisfied. 
With  full  salvation  blest. 

William  A.  Muhlenberg.     i8a6. 


143 


SAL  VAT  JON. 


WHITFIELD.     7s  &  6s. 


Arthur  S.  Sullivan. 


1.  I  need  thee,  precious  Je  -  sus,     For  I      am  full    of    sin  ;      My  soul  is    dark  and 


guilt  -  y,        My  heart  is     dead  with-in 


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I  need  thee,  precious  Jesus, 

For  I  am  very  poor ; 
A  stranger  and  a  pilgrim, 

I  have  no  eartlily  store. 
I  need  the  love  of  Jesus 

To  cheer  me  on  my  way. 
To  guide  my  doubting  footsteps. 

To  be  my  strength  and  stay. 

I  need  thee,  precious  Jesus, 
I  need  a  friend  like  tliee, 

A  friend  to  soothe  and  pity, 
A  friend  to  care  for  me. 


I  need  the  heart  of  Jesus 
To  feel  each  anxious  care, 

To  tell  my  every  trouble. 
And  all  my  sorrows  share. 

4  I  need  thee,  precious  Jesus, 

And  hope  to  see  thee  soon, 
Encircled  with  the  rainbow. 

And  seated  on  thy  throne  : 
There,  with  thy  blood-bought  children, 

My  joy  shall  ever  be 
To  sing  thy  praises,  Jesus, 

To  gaze,  my  Lord,  on  thee. 

F.  Whitfield. 


EVEN    ME.     8s  &  7s. 


William  B.  Bradbury.     1862. 


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Let  some  droppings  fall  on  me. 

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THE    SAVIOUR    NEAR. 


143 


PASS    NOT    BY. 


George  F.  Root. 


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Pass  not  by,  pass  not  by  ! 
Pause,  behold  the  pleading  tear, 

Pass  not,  pass  not  by  ! 
Jesus,  Saviour,  come  at  last, 

Lest,  in  blessing,  we  be  passed ; 
When  thy  spirit  is  so  nigh, 

Pass  not,  pass  not  by  ! 

}  Prostrate  in  thy  path  we  lie, 
Pass  not  by,  pass  not  by  ! 
Lest  our  very  faith  should  die. 
Pass  not,  pass  not  by  ! 


To  thy  garments  we  will  cling. 
All  our  need  before  thee  bring; 

Son  of  David,  hear  our  cry, 
Pass  not,  pass  not  by  ! 

4  Lord,  we  cannot  let  thee  go, 

Pass  not  by,  pass  not  by  ! 
With  us  now  thy  presence  show. 

Pass  not,  pass  not  by  ! 
Breathe,  O  breathe  on  us,  we  pray ! 

Tarry  not.  Lord,  come  to-day, 
While  we  wait,  and  watch  and  cry. 

Pass  not,  pass  not  by  ! 

Mrs.  £.  C.  Kinney. 


266  (EVEN  ME.) 

2  Have  I  long  in  sin  been  sleeping  ? 

Long  been  slighting,  grieving  thee  ! 
Has  the  world  my  heart  been  keeping, 
O  forgive  and  rescue  me  ! 
Even  me. 

3  Pass  me  not,  O  tender  Sanour, 

Let  me  love  and  cling  to  thee; 
I  am  longing  for  thy  favor ; 

When  thou  comest,  call  for  me, 
Even  me. 


4  Pass  me  not,  O  mighty  Spirit, 

Thou  canst  make  the  blind  to  see ; 
Witnesser  of  Jesus'  merit. 

Speak  the  word  of  power  to  me, 
Even  me. 

5  Love  of  God,  so  pure  and  changeless, 

Blood  of  God,  so  rich  and  free, 
Grace  of  God,  so  strong  and  boundless, 
Magnify  them  all  in  me. 
Even  me. 

Elizabeth  Codner.     i860. 


144 


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James  Langran. 


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2  So  vile  I  am,  how  dare  I  hope  to  stand 
In  the  pure  glory  of  that  holy  land  ? 
Before  the  whiteness  of  that  Throne  appear? 

Yet  there  are  hands  stretched  out  to  draw  me  near. 

3  It  is  the  voice  of  Jesus  that  I  hear, 

His  are  the  hands  stretched  out  to  draw  me  near, 
And  his  the  blood  that  can  for  all  atone,    • 
And  set  me  faultless  there  before  the  Throne. 

4  'Twas  he  who  found  me  on  the  deathly  wild, 
And  made  me  heir  of  heaven,  the  Father's  child, 
And  day  by  day,  whereby  my  soul  may  live. 
Gives  me  his  grace  of  pardon,  and  will  give. 

5  Yea,  thou  wilt  answer  for  me,  rigliteons  Lord : 
Thine  all  the  merits,  mine  the  great  reward ; 
Thine  the  sharp  thorns,  and  mine  the  golden  crown. 
Mine  the  life  won,  and  thine  the  life  laid  down, 

Samuel  John  Stone.     1866. 
73.  »  Arthur  S.  Sullivan. 


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145 


Joseph  Mazzinghi.     (1765—1844.) 


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I  Peace,  troubled   soul,  whose  plaintive 
moan 
Hath  taught  each  scene  the  notes  of  woe; 
Cease  thy  complaint,  suppress  thy  groan, 
And  let  thy  tears  forget  to  flow ; 
Behold,  the  precious  balm  is  found, 
To  lull  thy  pain,  to  heal  thy  wound. 


2  Come,  freely  come,  by  sin  oppressed ; 
Unburden  here  thy  weighty  load ; 
Here  find  thy  refuge  and  thy  rest, 
Safe  in  the  mercy  of  thy  God ; 
Thy  God's  thy  Saviour,  glorious  word  ! 
O  laear,  believe  and  bless  the  Lord. 

Walter  Shirley.     1774. 


269 


(SULLIVAN.) 

Thou  the  true  Physician  art. 

Thou  canst  cure  the  wounded  heart. 

Thou  canst  life  and  health  impart. 

Other  comforters  are  gone  : 
Thou  who  didst  for  sin  atone, 
Thou  canst  save,  and  thou  alone. 


4  Lord,  in  mercy  send  thine  aid ! 
Hear  the  prayer  I  oft  have  prayed  ! 
Heal  the  wounds  that  sin  hath  made  ! 

5  Heal  me,  then,  O  Saviour,  heal ! 
To  thy  mercy  I  appeal ; 

Heal  me,  as  I  suppliant  kneel. 

Godfrey  Thring.     1866. 


146 


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2  Death  comes  down, with  reckless  footstep, 

To  the  hall  and  hut : 
Think  you  Death  will  stand  a-knocking 

Where  the  door  is  shut  ? 
Jesus  waitcth,  waiteth,  waiteth  ; 

But  the  door  is  fast ! 
Grieved,  away  the  Saviour  goeth  ; 

Death  breaks  in  at  last ! 


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At  the  gate  of  heaven  beating, 

Wailing  for  thy  sin. 
Nay,  alas,  thoti  foolish  virgin, 

Ilast  thou  then  forgot  ? 
Jesus  waited  long  to  know  tlicc, 

But  he  knows  thee  not! 

Arthur  Cleveland  Coxt. 


H.  K.  Oliver.     1833. 


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1.  God    call- ing  yet!  shall     I      not  hear?    Earth's  pleasures  shall  I  still  hold  dear  ? 


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Knocking,  knocking,  still  he's  there, 
Waiting,  waiting,  wondrous  fair ; 
But  the  door  is  hard  to  open, 

For  the  weeds  and  ivy-vine. 
With  their  dark  and  clinging  tendrils, 

Ever  round  the  hinges  twine. 


Knocking, knocking — what!  still  there? 
Waiting,^  waiting,  grand  and  fair ; 
Yes,  the  pierced  hand  still  knocketh, 

And  beneath  the  crowned  hair 
Beam  the  patient  eyes,  so  tender, 

Of  thy  Saviour,  waiting  there. 

Harriet  Beecher  St  owe. 


1  God  calling  yet!  shall  I  not  hear? 
Earth's  pleasures  shall  I  still  hold  dear  ? 
Shall  life's  swift  passing  years  all  fly. 
And  will  my  soul  in  slumber  lie  ? 

2  God  calling  yet !  shall  I  not  rise  ? 
Can  I  his  loving  voice  despise, 
And  basely  his  kind  care  repay  ? 
He  calls  me  still ;  can  I  delay  ? 

3  God  calling  yet?  and  shall  he  knock. 
And  I  my  heart  the  closer  lock  ? 


He  still  is  waiting  to  receive, 
And  shall  I  dare  his  Spirit  grieve  ? 

4  God  calling  yet !  and  shall  I  give 
No  heed,  but  still  in  bondage  live  ? 
I  wait,  but  he  does  not  forsake ; 
He  calls  me  still ;  ray  heart,  awake  1 

5  God  calling  yet !  I  cannot  stay ; 
My  heart  I  yield  without  delay : 

Vain  world,  farewell !  from  thee  I  part ; 
The  voice  of  God  hath  reached  my  heart. 

Tersteegen.     1730.     TV.  by  Jane  Bortkuiick.     1854. 


148 


SAL  VA  TION. 


DWIGHT.     L.  M. 

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273 


Just  as  thou  art,  without  one  trace 
Of  love,  or  joy,  or  inward  grace, 
Or  nieetness  for  the  heavenly  place, 
O  guilty  sinner,  come,  now  come. 

Burdened  with  guilt,  wouldst  thou  be 

blessed  ? 
Trust  not  the  world;  it  gives  no  rest; 
I  bring  relief  to  hearts  oppi'essed ; 
O  weary  sinner,  come,  now  come. 

Come,  leave  tliy  burden  at  the  cross, 
Count  all  thy  gains  but  empty  dross  : 

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My  grace  repays  all  earthly  loss ; 
O  needy  sinner,  come,  now  come. 

4  Come,  hither  bring  thy  boding  fears, 
Thy  aching  heart,  thy  bursting  tears; 
'Tis  mercy's  voice  salutes  thine  ears; 

O  trembling  sinner,  come,  now  come. 

5  "  The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  say,  Come ! " 
Rejoicing  saints  re-echo,  "  Come  !  " 
Who  faints,  who  thirsts,  wlio  will,  may 

come ;  [come. 

Thy  Saviour   bids   thee    come,  now 

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WOODWORTH.     L.  M 


William  B.  Bradbury.     i8 


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2  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 

To  thee  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 
0  Lamb  of  God  1  coine  I 

3  Just  as  I  am,  thouo-h  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
With  fears  within,  and  foes  without, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 

4  Just  as  I  am,  poor,  wretched,  blind ; 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 


Yea,  all  I  need,  in  thee  to  find, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 

5  Just  as  I  am,  thou  wilt  receive, 

AVilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve; 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 

6  Just  as  I  am,  thy  love  unknown 
Hath  broken  every  banner  down  ; 
Now,  to  be  thine,  yea,  thino  alone, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 

Charlotte  Elliott.     1836. 


1  Why  will  ye  waste  on  trifling  cares 
That  life  which  God's  compassion  spares? 
AVhile,  in  the  various  range  of  thought, 
The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot? 

2  Shall  God  invite  you  from  above  ? 
Shall  Jesus  urge  his  dying  love  ? 

Shall  troubled  conscience  give  you  pain  ? 
And  alt  these  pleas  unite  in  vain  ? 

3  Xot  so  your  eyes  will  always  view 
Those  objects  which  you  now  pursue : 
Not  so  will  heaven  and  hell  appear. 
When  death's  decisive  hour  is  near. 

4  Almighty  God,  thy  grace  impart ; 
Fix  deep  conviction  on  each  heart; 
Nor  let  us  waste  on  trifling  cares 
Ihat  life  Avhich  thy  c(im]iassion  spares. 

Philip  Doddridge.     1755. 


276 

1  Behold,  a  Stranger  at  the  door ! 

He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before; 
Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still ; 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  O  lovely  attitude  !  he  stands 

With  melting  heart  and  loaded  hands : 
O  matchless  kindness  !  and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes. 

3  But  will  he  prove  a  friend  indeed  ? 
He  will ;  the  very  friend  you  need  : 
The  friend  of  sinners — ye?,  'tis  he, 
AA'ith  garments  dyed  on  Calvary. 

4  Rise,  touched  with  gratitude  divine ; 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine. 
That  soul-destroying  monster,  sin, 
And  let  the  Heavenly  Stranger  in. 

Joseph  Grigg.     1765. 


150 


SALVATION. 


INVITATION.     C.  M. 


Arr.  front  Ludwig  Spohr.     (1784 — 1850.) 


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1.  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say,  "  Come  unto  me  and  rest;  Lay  down.thou  weary  one.lay  down 

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277 

2  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"  Behold,  I  freely  give 
The  living  water ;  thirsty  one, 

Stoop  down,  and  drink,  and  live." 
I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 

Of  that  life-giving  stream  : 
My  thirst  was  quenched,  my  soul  revived. 

And  now  I  live  in  him. 

3  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"I  am  this  dark  world's  light: 
Look  unto  inc ;  thy  morn  shall  rise. 

And  all  thy  day  be  bright." 
I  looked  to  Jesus  and  I  found 

In  him  my  Star,  my  Sun  ; 
And  in  that  light  of  life  I'll  walk 

Till  all  my  journey's  done. 

Horatius  Bonar.     1857. 
278 

I  Turn  not  thy  face  away,  O  Lord, 

From  them  that  lowly  lie. 

Lamenting  sore  their  sinful  life 

With  tears  and  bitter  cry. 


Thy  mercy-gate  stands  open  wide 
To  them  that  mourn  their  sin  ; 

Shut  not  that  gate  against  us,  Lord, 
But  let  us  enter  in. 

2  Thou  knowest,  Lord,  what  things  be  past, 

And  all  the  things  that  be ; 
Thou  knowest  well  w'hat  is  to  come ; 

There's  nothing  hid  from  thee. 
So  press  we  to  thy  mercy-gate, 

Where  mercy  doth  abound. 
Imploring  pardon  for  our  sin, 

To  heal  our  deadly  wound. 

3  0  Lord,  we  need  not  to  repeat 

What  we  do  beg  and  crave ; 
For  thou  dost  know,  before  we  ask, 

The  blessing  avc  would  have. 
Mercy,  O  Lord,  w-e  mercy  seek ; 

This  is  the  height  and  sum  ; 
For  mercy,  Lord,  is  all  our  prayer, 

0  let  thy  mercy  come ! 


PENITENCE    AND    ACCEPTANCE. 


151 


BURLINGTON.     C.  M. 


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2  O  for  those  humble,  contrite  tears, 

Which  from  repentance  How ; 
That  sense  of  guilt,which,trembUng,f  ears 
The  long-suspended  blow. 

3  Saviour,  to  me,  in  pity  give, 

For  sin,  the  deep  distress ; 
The  pledge  thou  wilt,  at  last,  receive, 
And  bid  me  die  in  peace. 

4  0  fill  my  soul  with  faith  and  love, 

And  strength  to  do  thy  will ; 
Raise  my  desires  and  hopes  above, 
Thyself  to  me  reveal. 

Charles  Wesley.     1762. 

1  0  Jesus,  Saviour  of  the  lost. 

My  Rock  and  Hiding-place, 
By  storms  of  sin  and  sorrow  tossed, 
•I  seek  thy  sheltering  grace. 

2  Guilty,  forgive  me,  Lord !  I  cry ; 

Pursued  by  foes,  I  come ; 
A  sinner,  save  me,  or  I  die ; 
An  outcast,  take  me  home. 

3  Once  safe  in  thine  almighty  arms, 

Let  storms  come  on  amain  ; 


There  danger  never,  never  harms ; 
There  death  itself  is  gain. 

4  And  when  I  stand  before  thy  throne, 
And  all  thy  glories  see, 
Still  be  my  righteousness  alone 
To  hide  myself  in  thee. 

E.  H.  Bickersteth. 
281 

1  O  THOU,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 

I  lift  my  soul  to  thee ; 
In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 

0  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

2  When  on  my  aching,  burdened  heart 

My  sins  lie  heavily, 
Thy  pardon  grant,  new  peace  impart; 
Thus,  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

3  WTien  trials  sore  obstruct  my  way, 

And  ills  I  cannot  flee, 
O  let  my  strength  be  as  my  day, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

4  AMiei^  in  the  solemn  hour  of  death 

1  wait  thy  just  decree  : 

Be  this  the  prayer  of  my  last  breath : 
Now,  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

Thomas  Haweis.     179a. 


152 


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2  0  shonldst  thou  from  ns  fallen 

AVithhold  thy  grace  to  guide, 
Forever  we  should  wander 

From  thee,  and  peace,  aside ; 
But  thou  to  spirits  contrite 

Dost  light  and  life  impart, 
Tliat  man  may  learn  to  serve  thee 

With  thankful,  joyous  heart. 


Our  souls — on  thee  we  cast  them, 

Our  only  refuge  thou  ! 
Thy  cheering  words  revive  ns, 

When  pressed  with  grief  we  bow : 
Thou  bear'st  the  trusting  spirit 

Upon  thy  loving  breast. 
And  givest  all  thy  ransomed 

A  sweet,  unending  rest. 

J\ay  Palmer. 


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Carl  Maria  von  Weber.     1825.    Arr.  by  H.  fV.  Greatore.r.     1849. 


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283 

2  Deep  regret  for  follies  past, 

Talents  wasted,  time  misspent; 
Uearts  debased  by  worldly  cares, 
Thankless  for  the  blessings  lent ; — 

3  Foolish  fears  and  fond  desires,' 

Vain  regrets  for  things  as  vain ; 
Lips  too  seldom  taught  to  praise, 
Oft  to  murmur  and  complain  ; 


4  These,  and  every  secret  fault. 

Filled  with  grief  and  shame  we  own  ; 
Ilunibled  at  thy  feet  we  lie, 

Seeking  pardon  from  thy  throne. 

5  God  of  mercy  !  God  of  grace  ! 

Hear  our  sad,  repentant  songs; 
0  restore  thy  suppliant  race. 

Thou  to  whom  all  praise  belongs ! 

yoAn  Taylor.     1750. 


ACCEPTANCE    AND     CONSECRATION. 
LEBANON.     S.  M.  D. 

s. 


153 

John  Zundel.     1855. 


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1.  I  was  a  wandering  sheep,  I  did  not  love  tlie  fold;  I  did  not  love  my  Shepherd's  voice, 

D.  s.  I  did  not  love  my  Father's  voice, 

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I  would  not  be  controlled 
I    loved  a-far  to    roam. 

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2  The  Shepherd  souglit  his  sheep, 

The  Father  sought  his  child, 
Tliey  followed  me  o'er  vale  and  hill. 

O'er  deserts  waste  and  wild  : 
They  found  me  nigh  to  death, 

Famished,  and  faint,  and  lone; 
They  bound  me  with  the  bands  of  love ; 

They  saved  the  wandering  one. 

3  Jesus  my  Shepherd  is, 

'Twas  he  that  loved  my  soul, 
'Twas  he  that  washed  me  in  his  blood, 

'Twas  he  that  made  me  whole  ; 
'Twas  he  that  sought  the  lost. 

That  found  the  wandering  sheep, 
'Twas  he  that  brought  me  to  the  fold, 

'Tis  he  that  still  doth  keep. 

4  I  was  a  Avandering  sheep, 

I  would  not  be  controlled  ; 
But  now  I  love  my  Shepherd's  voice, 
I  love,  I  love  the  fold : 


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I  was  a  wayward  child  ; 

I  once  preferred  to  roam ; 
But  now  I  love  my  Father's  voice, 

I  lov'e,  I  love  his  home. 

Horatius  Bonar.     1844. 

1  Blest  be  thy  love,  dear  Lord, 

That  taught  us  this  sweet  way, 
Only  to  love  thee  for  thyself 

And  for  that  love  obey. 
0  thou,  our  souls'  chief  hope. 

We  to  thy  mercy  fly ; 
Where'er  we  are,  thou  canst  protect, 

Whate'er  we  need,  supply. 

2  Whether  we  sleep  or  wake, 

To  thee  we  both  resign  ; 
By  night  we  see,  as  well  as  day, 

If  thy  light  on  us  shine. 
Whether  we  live  or  die, 

Both  we  submit  to  thee ; 
In  death  we  live,  as  well  as  life. 

If  thine  in  death  we  be. 

John  Austin.     1668. 


154 


SALVATION. 


HUDSON 


Johann  C.  W.  A.  Mozart.    (1756 — 1791.) 


1.  Take    my  heart,  O    Fa  -  ther,  take  it ; 


286 

1  Take  my  heart,  0  Father,  take  it ; 

Make  and  keep  it  all  thine  own  ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  melt  and  break  it, 
This  proud  heart  of  sin  and  stone. 

2  Father,  make  me  pure  and  lowly, 

Fond  of  peace  and  far  from  strife ; 
Turninrr  from  the  paths  unholy 
Of  tliis  vain  and  sinful  life. 


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Ever  let  thy  grace  surround  me. 
Strengthen  me  with  power  divine. 

Till  thy  cords  of  love  have  bound  me ; 
Make  me  to  be  wholly  thine. 

May  the  blood  of  Jesus  heal  me, 
And  my  sins  be  all  forgiven ; 

Holy  Spirit,  take  and  seal  me, 
Guide  me  in  the  path  to  heaven. 

Darius  E.  Jones.     1851. 


1.  Jesus  calls  as,  o'er  the  tumult  Day  by  day  his  sweet  voice  soundeth, 

Of  our  life's  wild,  restless  sea ;  Saying,  Cbi-istian,  follow  me  i 


287 

1  Jesus  calls  us,  o'er  the  tumult 

Of  our  life's  wild,  restless  sea ; 
Day  by  day  his  sweet  voice  soundeth, 
Saying,  Christian,  follow  me  ! 

2  Jesus  calls  us  from  the  worship 

Of  the  vain  world's  golden  store ; 

From  each  idol  that  would  keep  us. 

Saying,  Christian,  love  me  more ! 


3  In  our  joys  and  in  our  sorrows, 

Days  of  toil  and  hours  of  ease, 
Still  ho  calls,  in  cares  and  pleasures. 
Christian,  love  me  more  than  these! 

4  Jcsns  calls  us !  by  thy  mercies. 

Saviour,  may  we  hear  thy  call ; 

Give  our  hearts  to  thy  obedience. 

Serve  and  love  thee  best  of  all! 

Ctcil  Frances  Alexander.    1853. 


TRUST    IN    CHRIST. 
SOJOURNER'S   SONG.     7s  &  6s. 


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I  shall  not  fear  the  battle 

If  thou  art  by  my  side, 
Nor  wander  from  the  pathway 

If  thou  wilt  be  my  guide. 

0  let  me  feel  thee  near  me, — 
The  world  is  ever  near ; 

1  see  the  sights  that  dazzle, 

The  tempting  sounds  I  hear. 
My  foes  are  ever  near  me, 

Around  me  and  within  ; 
But,  Jesus,  draw  thou  nearer 

And  shield  my  soul  from  sin, 

0  Jesus,  thou  hast  promised 

To  all  that  follow  thee, 
That  where  thou  art  in  glory 

There  shall  thy  servant  be ; 
And,  Jesus,  I  have  promised 

To  serve  thee  to  the  end ; 
0,  give  me  grace  to  follow 

My  Master  and  my  Friend  ! 

yokn  Ernest  Bode.     i86a 


288 

2  O  Jesus,  thou  art  knocking : 

And  lo  !  that  hand  is  scaiTed, 
And  thorns  thy  brow  encircle, 

And  tears  thy  face  have  marred : 
O  love  that  passeth  knowledge 

So  patiently  to  wait ! 
O  sin  that  hath  no  equal 

So  fast  to  bar  the  gate  ! 

3  0  Jesus,  thou  art  pleading 

In  accents  meek  and  low, 
"  I  died  for  you,  poor  sinners, 

And  will  ye  treat  me  so?" 
O  Lord,  with  shame  and  sorrow 

We  open  now  the  door : 
Dear  Saviour,  enter,  enter, 

And  leave  us  never  more. 

IV.  JV.  How.    i8s4. 
289 

I  O  Jesus,  I  have  promised 
To  serve  thee  to  the  end ; 
Be  thou  forever  near  me. 
My  Master  and  my  Friend  I 


156 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


REMEMBRANCE.     C.  M.  D. 


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Je  -  sus,  thy  love  shall  we  forget,  And  nev  -  er  bring  to  mind  The  grace  that  paid  our 

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2  Gethsemane,  can  we  forget, 

Thy  stniii'gling  agony, 
When  night  lay  dark  on  Olivet, 

And  none  to  watch  with  thee  ? 
Can  we  the  crown  of  thorns  forget, 

The  buflfeting  and  shame ; 
When  hell  thy  sinking  soul  beset, 

And  earth  reviled  thy  name? 

3  O  sweet  the  memory  of  thy  grace, 

And  sweeter  still  shall  grow ; 
And  the  fair  vision  of  thy  face 

Before  us  e'er  shall  glow. 
Life's  brightest  joys  we  may  forget. 

Our  kindred  cease  to  love  ; 
But  he  who  loved,  and  loves  us  yet. 

Our  constancy  shall  prove. 

IV.  Mitchell.     1831. 

291 

I  If  human  kindness  meets  return. 

And  owns  the  grateful  tic  ; 
If  tender  thoughts  within  us  burn 

To  feel  a  friend  is  nigh  ; 
O  shall  not  warmer  accents  tell 

The  gratitude  we  owe 
Xo  him  who  died  our  fears  to  quell, 

Our  more  than  orphan's  woe  ! 


2  While  yet  his  anguished  soul  surveyed 

Those  pangs  he  would  not  flee. 
What  love  his  latest  words  displayed, 

"  Meet  and  remember  me  !  " 
Remember  thee  !  thy  death,  i\\\  shame, 

Our  sinful  hearts  to  share  ! 
O  memory,  leave  no  other  name. 

But  his  recorded  there  ! 

Gerard  T.  Noel.     1813. 
292 

1  0  Jesus,  Jesus,  dearest  Lord, 

Forgive  me,  if  I  say. 
For  very  love,  thy  sacred  name 

A  thousand  times  a  day. 
O  wonderful !  that  thou  shouldst  let 

So  vile  a  heart  as  mine 
Love  thee  with  such  a  love  as  this. 

And  make  so  free  with  thine. 

2  0  Light  in  darkness,  Joy  in  grief, 

0  Heaven  begun  on  earth  ! 
Jesus,  jny  Love,  my  Treasure,  who 

Can  tell  what  thou  art  worth  ? 
O  Jesus,  Jesus,  sweetest  Lord, 

What  art  thou  not  to  me  ? 
Each  hour  brings  joys  before  unknown, 

Each  day  new  liberty. 

Frederick  /F.  Faber.     i84g. 


TRUST    IN    CHRIST. 


157 


WIOKLIFFE.     C.  M. 


Thomas  Hastings.    1844. 


1.     O    thou,  whose  ten  der    mer  -  cy     hears         Con  -  tri  -  tion's  hum  -  ble  sigh ; 


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1  O  THOU,  whose  tender  mercy  hears 

Contrition's  humble  sigli ; 
Whose  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tear* 
F'rom  sorrow's  weeping  eye! 

2  See  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 

A  wretched  wanderer  mourn  : 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 
Hast  thou  not  said,  "  Return  ? " 

3  And  shall  my  guilty  fears  prevail 

To  drive  me  from  thy  feet  ? 
O  let  not  this  dear  refuge  fail, 
This  only  safe  retreat ! 

4  Absent  from  thee,  my  Guide  !  my  Light ! 

Without  one  cheering  ray. 
Thro'  dangers,  fears,  and  gloomy  night, 
How  desolate  my  way ! 

5  O  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine  ! 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joy  divine. 

Anne  Steele.     1760. 


1  Jesus,  these  eyes  have  never  seen 

That  radiant  form  of  thine  ; 
The  veil  of  sense  hangs  dark  between 
Tliy  blessed  face  and  mine. 

2  I  see  thee  not,  I  hear  thee  not, 

Yet  art  thou  oft  with  me  ; 
And  earth  hath  ne'er  so  dear  a  sj^ot 
As  where  I  meet  with  thee. 

3  Like  some  bright  dream  that  comes  un- 

When  slumbers  o'er  me  roll,    [sought 
Thine  image  ever  fills  my  thought. 
And  charms  my  ravished  soul. 

4  Yet,  though  I  have  not  seen,  and  still 

Must  rest  in  faith  alone, 
I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord, — and  will, 
Unseen,  but  not  unknown. 

5  When  death  these  mortal  eyes  shall  seal, 

x\nd  still  this  throbbing  heart. 
The  rending  veil  shall  thee  reveal, 
All  glorious  as  thou  art ! 

Ray  Palmer.     1859. 


158 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


REFUGE.     8s  &  7s.    D. 
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y.  P.  Holbrook.     1864. 

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2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  ine, 

They  have  left  my  Saviour,  too ; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  ine ; 

Thou  art  not,  like  man,  untrue ; 
And  while  thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might, 
Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  may  shun  mc, 

Show  thy  face  and  ail  is  bright. 

3  Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me, 

'Twill  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast ; 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me, 

Heaven  will  bring  ine  sweeter  rest. 
O  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me. 

While  thy  love  is  left  to  me ; 
O  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  mc, 

Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  thoo. 

Henry  Francis  Lyte.     1825. 


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296 

1  Take,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation, 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care ; 
Joy  to  find  in  every  station 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear. 
Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee  ; 

What  a  Father's  smile  is  thine; 
What  a  Saviour  died  to  win  thee  ! 

Child  of  heaven,  shouldst  thou  repint ! 

2  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory. 

Armed  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer; 
Heaven's  eternal  day  's  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 

Swift  shall  pass  thy  {lilgrim  days, 
Hope  will  change  to  glad  fruition. 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 

Henry  Francis  Lyte,     1835. 


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2  Fruitless  years  with  grief  recalling, 

Humbly  I  confess  my  sin ; 
At  thy  feet,  O  Father,  falling, 

To  thy  household  take  me  in. 
Freely  now  to  thee  I  proffer 

This  relenting  heart  of  mine  ; 
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Bore  our  sins  upon  the  tree  ; 
On  that  sacrifice  relying, 

Now  I  look  in  hope  to  thee  ; 
Father,  take  me  !  all  forgiving 

Fold  me  to  thy  loving  breast ; 
In  thy  love  forever  living, 

I  must  be  forever  blest ! 

Ray  Palmer.     iS6= 


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Could  my  tears  forever  flow, 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone  ; 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone. 
Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring ; 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

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AVhile  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eye-lids  close  in  death, 
When  I  soar  to  worlds  unknown, 
See  thee  on  thy  judgment  throne. 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me. 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

Augustus  Montague  Toplady.     itj(>. 
John  B.  Dykes.     1861. 


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Blessed  Sa\'iour,  tliee  I  love, 

All  my  other  jf)ys  above  ; 

All  my  hopes  in  thee  abide, 

Thou  my  hope,  and  naught  beside : 

Ever  let  ray  glory  be, 

Only,  only,  only  thee. 

Once  again  beside  the  cross, 
All  my  gain  I  count  but  loss ; 
Earthly  pleasures  fade  away, — 
Clouds  they  are  that  hide  my  day  : 
Hence,  vain  shadows  !  let  me  see 
Jesus,  crucified  for  me. 

Blessed  Saviour,  thine  am  I, 
Thine  to  live,  and  thine  to  die ; 
Height,  or  depth,  or  earthly  power, 
Ne'er  shall  hide  my  Saviour  more : 
Ever  shall  my  glory  be, 
Only,  only,  only  thee. 

George  Duffield.    1859. 


1  Jesus,  Master,  whose  I  am, 

Purchased  thine  alone  to  be, 
By  thy  blood,  O  spotless  Lamb, 

Shed  so  willingly  for  me ; 
Let  my  heart  be  all  thine  own, 
Let  me  live  to  thee  alone. 

2  Other  lords  have  long  held  sway ; 

Now  thy  name  alone  to  bear, 
Thy  dear  voice  alone  obey. 

Is  my  daily,  hourly  prayer. 
Whom  have  I  in  heaven  but  thee  ? 
Nothing  else  my  joy  can  be. 

3  Jesus,  Master,  I  am  thine ; 

Keep  me  faithful,  keep  me  near; 
Let  thy  presence  in  me  shine, 
■^^  All  my  homeward  way  to  cheer. 
Jesus,  at  thy  feet  I  fall, 
0,  be  thou  my  All  in  all. 

Frances  R.  Havergal.     1872. 


162 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


MARTYN.     7s.    D. 


5.  B.  Marsh.    1834. 

Fine. 


^     J  Je  -  sus,  Jiov  -  er    of    my  soul, 
(  While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 


Let      me     to    thy   bo  -    som 
While  the  tem  -  pest  still    is 
D.  c.   Safe  in  -  to     the   hav  -  en  guide  ;  O      re  -  ceive  my  soul      at 


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B.  C. 


Hide  me,  O    my    Sav  -  iour,      hide,  Till    the  storm  of  life       is        past ; 


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301 


2  Otlier  refuge  have  I  none  ; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee ; 
Leave,  ah  !  leave  nie  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me. 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed ; 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Tliou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want; 

More  than  all  in  thee  I  find ; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

I  am  all  unrighteousness; 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am. 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  ftnind, 

Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin  ; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 
Make  and  keep  me  pure  within ; 


Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 
Freely  let  me  take  of  thee ; 

Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 
Rise  to  all  eternity. 

Charles  Wesley.     1740. 

1  As,  with  gladness,  men  of  old 
Did  the  guiding  star  behold  ; 

As,  with  joy,  tliey  hailed  its  light, 
Leading  onward,  beaming  bright : 
80,  most  gracious  Lord,  may  we 
Evermore  be  led  to  thee. 
Holy  Jesus,  every  day, 
Keep  us  in  the  narrow  way. 

2  And,  when  earthly  things  are  past, 
Bring  our  ransomed  souls,  at  last, 
Where  they  need  no  star  to  guide, 
Where  no  clouds  thy  glory  hide. 
In  the  lieavenly  country  bright, 
Need  they  no  created  light; 
Thou  its  Light,  its  Joy,  its  Crown, 
Thou,  its  Sun  which  fjoes  not  down. 

^W.  C.  Dix.    i86i. 


DEVOTION    TO     CHRIST. 


163 


HOLLINGSIDE.     7s.    D. 


John  B.  Dykes. 


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Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past ;  Safe  in -to    the  haven  guide,  O   receive  my  soul  at  last ! 


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1.  Je- sus,  Lov-er    of    my  soul.       Let  me   to    thy   bo  -  Bom  fly.      While  the  bil-lows  near  me  roll, 

p  D.  8.  Safe  in  -  to     the  hav  -  en  guide. 


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While   the  tem-pest  still  is  high ;  Hide  me,  O    my  Saviour,  hide,  Till  the   storm  of  life    is    past ; 
O        re  -  ceive  my  soul  at  last. 


164 


THE    CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 


CONSECRATION.     8s  &  7s.   D.' 


Arr.  from  Johann  C.  IV.  A.Mozart.     (1756 — 1791.) 


1 


1.  Je  -  sus,  full  of  aU  com-pas-sion,  Hear  thy  humble  suppliant's  cry  ;  Let  me  know  thy  preat  salvation ; 

D.  8.  Prostrate  at  thy  feet  re-pent  -  ing,' 

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See,  I  lan-gu!sh,    faint,  and  die  ;    Guilty,  but  with  heart  relenting 
Send,  O  suud  me    quick  re-lief. 

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303 

2  Whither  should  a  wretcli  be  flyino;, 

But  to  him  who  comfort  gives  ? 
AVhither,  from  the  dread  of  dying, 

But  to  him  who  cv^er  lives? 
While  I  view  thee,  wounded,  grieving. 

Breathless,  on  the  cursed  tree. 
Fain  I'd  feel  my  heart  believing 

That  thou  sufferedst  thus  for  me. 

3  Hear,  then,  blessed  Saviour,  hear  me  1 

My  soul  cleaveth  to  the  dust ; 
Send  the  Comforter  to  cheer  me ; 

Lo,  in  thee  I  put  my  trust. 
Saved  ! — the  deed  shall  spread  new  glory 

Through  the  shining  realms  above  ; 
Angels  sing  the  pleasing  story. 

All  enraptured  with  thy  love. 

Daniel  Turner.     1769. 
304 

I  Always  with  us,  always  with  us, — 
Words  of  cheer  and  w  ords  of  love ; 
Thus  the  risen  Saviour  whispers. 
From  his  dwelling-place  above. 


Overwhelmed  with  helpless  grief, 

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With  us  when  Ave  toil  in  sadness. 
Sowing  nuich  and  reaping  none; 

Telling  us  that  in  the  future 
Golden  harvests  shall  be  won. 

2   With  us  wdien  the  storm  is  sweeping 

O'er  our  pathway  dark  and  drear; 
Waking  hope  within  our  bosoms, 

Stilling  every  anxious  fear. 
With  us  in  the  lonely  valley, 

When  we  cross  the  chilling  stream ; 
Lighting  up  the  steps  to  glory 

With  salvation's  radiant  beam. 

Edwin  H.  Ncvin.     1858. 
305 

I  Heavenly  Shepherd,  guide  us,  feed  ua, 

Through  our  pilgrimage  below, 
And  beside  the  waters  lead  us. 

Where  thy  flock  rejoicing  go. 
Lord,  thy  guardian  presence  ever, 

Meekly  bending,  we  implore  ; 
We  have  found  thee,  and  would  never, 

Never  wander  from  thee  more. 

John  Bickerstcth.     iSig 


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TRUST    IN    CHRIST. 


165 


MOUNT   CARMEL.     7s.    D. 


English  Melody.    Arr.  hy  William  A.  King.    1861. 


1    Bless-ed  Fountain,  full  of  grace,  Grace  for  sinners,  grace  for  me,  To  this  source  a- 


lone  I  trace.  What  I  am,  and  hope  to  be :  What  I  am,  as  one  redeemed.  Saved  and  rescued 


by  the  Lord  ;  Hating  what  I  once   esteemed.   Loving  what   I   once     abhorred. 


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306 


Blessed  Fountain,  full  of  grace, 

Grace  for  sinners,  grace  for  nie, 
To  this  source  alone  I  trace 

What  I  am,  and  hope  to  be  : 
"What  I  am,  as  one  redeemed, 

Saved  and  rescued  by  the  Lord ; 
Hating  what  I  once  esteemed, 

Loving  what  I  once  abhorred. 

2  What  I  hope  to  be,  ere  long, 
AVhen  I  take  my  place  above, 
W^hen  I  join  the  heavenly  throng, 

When  I  see  the  God  of  love ; 
Then  I  hope  like  him  to  be. 

Who   redeemed    his    saints    from 
sin, 
Whom  I  now  obscurely  see, 

Thro'  a  cloud  that  stands  between. 


W'hen  I  see  him  as  he  is. 

No  corruption  can  remain  ; 
Such  their  portion  who  are  his, 

Such  the  happy  state  they  gain. 
Blessed  Fountain,  full  of  grace, 

Grace  for  sinners,  grace  for  me. 
To  this  source  alone  I  trace 

W^hat  I  am,  and  hope  to  be. 

Thomas  Kelly.     i8og,  1853. 


307 


Blessed  Jesus,  ere  we  part. 
Speak  thy  blessing  to  each  heart: 
Blessed  Jesus,  Son  of  God, 
^Vash  us  iu  thy  precious  blood  : 
Blessed  Jesus,  Light  divine, 
Let  thy  presence  round  us  shine  : 
Blessed  Jesus,  Saviour  bright, 
Guide  us  safe  to  realms  of  light. 

Christian  Henry  Bateman.     i 


166 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


OLIVET.     6s  &  4s. 


lE^ipi 


Lowell  Mason.    1832. 

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1.  My  faith  looks  up  to  thee,  Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary, 


Sav-iour  divine  !  Now  hear  me 


iiPii^i^ 


while  I  pray.  Take  all  my  guilt  a-way,      O, 


I  -G>-  '^ 

let  me  from  this  day  Be  wholly  thine. 


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308 


INLiy  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  luy  fainting  heart, 

My  zeal  inspire ; 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
O  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be, 

A  living  fire ! 

"While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread. 
Be  thou  my  guide; 

OAK.     6s  &  4s. 


I       I 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day. 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away. 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 
From  thee  aside. 

4  When  ends  life's  transient  dream. 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll. 
Blest  Saviour  !  then,  in  love. 
Fear  and  distrust  remove  ; 
O  bear  me  safe  above, 

A  ransomed  soul ! 

Ray  Palmer.     1830. 
Lowell  Mason.     1854. 


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^    (  More  love  to  thee,0  Chrii^t.More  love  to  thee! 
\  Hear  thou  the  prayer  I  make, On  bended  knee; 


2  Once  earthly  joy  I  craved. 

Sought  peace  and  rest ; 
Now  thee  alone  I  seek, 

Give  what  is  best: 
This  all  my  prayer  shall  be, 
More  love,  O  Clirist,  to  thee. 

More  love  to  thee  ! 

3  Let  sorrow  do  its  work, 

Send  grief  and  pain  ; 
Sweet  are  thy  messengers. 


I  This  is  my  earnest  plea,       More  love,0  Christ,to  thee, 

)  More  love,0  Christ,to  thee,  More  love  to  thee. 


Sweet  their  refrain, 
When  they  can  sing  with  me, 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  thee. 

More  love  to  thee ! 

4  Then  shall  my  latest  breath 
Whisper  thy  praise ; 
This  be  the  parting  cry 
My  heart  shall  raise, 
This  still  its  prayer  shall  be. 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  thee. 
More  love  to  thee  ! 

Elizabeth  Payson  Prentiss. 


TRUST    IN    CHRIST. 
SHEPHERD,      lis  &  8s. 


167 


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Arr./rom  J.  Barnby. 


1.  0  thou,  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes  delight,  On  whom  in  af -flic-tion    I   call ; 


ill!  r     r    I    ' 


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My  comfort  by  dav,  and  my  song  in  the  night,  My  hope,  my  sal-va  -  tion,  my     all ; 

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Where  dost  thou,  dear  Shepherd, resort  with  thy  sheep.  To  feed  in  the  pasture   of  love? 

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Say,  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I  weep,  Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove  V 


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310 

2  O  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from 
thee, 
Or  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread  ? 
Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows 
they  see, 
And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 
Love  sits  in  thine  eyelids,  and  scatters 
delight 
Thro'  all  the  bright  mansions  on  high  ! 
Their  faces  the   cherubim   veil   in  thy 
sight. 
And  tremble  with  fullness  of  joy. 


3  He  looks !  and  ten  thousands  of  angels 
rejoice. 
And  myriads  Avait  for  his  words  ; 
lie  speaks!  and  eternity,  filled  with  his 
voice. 
Re-echoes  the  praise  of  the  Lord. 
Dear  Shepherd  I  I  hear,  and  will  follow 
thy  call ; 
I  know  the  sweet  sound  of  thy  voice ; 
Restore  and  defend  me,  for  thou  art 
my  all, 
And  in  thee  I  will  ever  rejoice. 

fosepk  Swain. 


168 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


BETHANY.     6s  &  4s. 


A  rr.  by  Lowell  Mason.     1858. 


1.  Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee,  Nearer  to  thee :    E'en  though  it  be  a  cross  That  raiseth  me  ; 


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Still  all  my  song  shall  fee,  Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee.  Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee,  Nearer  to  thee. 

l2:fZt-t=5it=:t:  ^     ..  ,  .     ,     ,    .      , 

311 


gp^^fepi^ifi 


Thougli  like  the  wanderer, 

The  sun  gone  down, 
Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone: 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  njy  God,  to  thee. 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee. 

3  There  let  the  way  appear 

Steps  unto  heaven ; 
All  that  thou  sendest  me. 

In  mercy  given ; 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee. 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee. 

Nearer  to  thee. 

4  Then  with  my  waking  thoughts 

Bright  with  thy  praise. 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 

Bethel  I'll  raise ; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee. 

Nearer  to  thee. 

5  Or  if  on  joyful  wing. 

Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 
Upward  I  fly. 


312 


Still  all  my  song  shall  be. 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee. 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee. 
Nearer  to  thee. 

Sarah  Flower  A daTns. 


1840. 


Jesus,  thy  name  I  love, 

Jesus,  my  Lord ! 
All  other  names  above, 

Jesus,  my  Lord ! 
O  thou  art  all  to  me ! 
Nothing  to  please  I  see, 
Nc)thing  apart  from  thee, 

Jesus,  my  Lord  ! 
Thou  blessed  Son  of  God, 

Jesus,  my  Lord ! 
Hast  bought  with  thy  blood, 

Jesus,  my  Lord ! 

0  how  great  is  thy  love. 
All  other  loves  above, 
Love  that  I  daily  prove, 

Jesus,  my  Lord ! 
Soon  thou  wilt  come  again  1 
Jesus,  my  Lord ! 

1  shall  be  happy  then, 

Jesus,  my  Lord  ! 
Then  thine  own  face  I'll  see. 
Then  I  shall  like  tliee  be. 
Then  evermore  with  thee, 

Jesus,  my  Lord ! 

^  James  G.  Deck.     1840. 


DEVOTION    TO     CHRIST, 


169 


HERRICK. 


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1.  Saviour,  I  follow  on.  Guided  by  thee,      Seeing  not  yet  the  hand  That  leadeth  me  ; 


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Riven  the  rock  for  me 

Thirst  to  relieve, 
Manna  from  heaven  falls 

Fresh  every  eve ; 
Never  a  want  severe 
Causeth  my  eye  a  tear, 
But  thou  dost  whisper  near, 

"  Only  believe ! " 

Often  to  Marah's  brink 

Have  I  been  brought; 
Shrinking  the  cup  to  drink, 

Help  I  have  sought ; 
And  with  the  prayer's  ascent, 
Jesus  the  branch  hath  rent — 
Quickly  relief  hath  sent. 

Sweetening  the  draught. 

Saviour !  I  long  to  walk 

Closer  with  thee ; 
Led  by  thy  guiding  hand. 

Ever  to  be ; 
Constantly  near  thy  side. 
Quickened  and  purified, 
Living  for  him  who  died 

Freely  for  me ! 

Charles  S.  Robinson.     1862. 


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313 


314 


Saviour  !  thy  gentle  voice 

Gladly  we  hear ; 
Author  of  all  our  joys. 

Ever  be  near; 
Our  souls  would  cling  to  thee, 
Let  us  thy  fulness  see. 
Let  us  thy  fulness  see. 

Our  life  to  cheer. 

Fountain  of  life  divine ! 

Thee  we  adore ; 
We  would  be  wholly  thine 

Forevermore ; 
Freely  forgive  our  sin, 
Grant  heavenly  peace  within^ 
Grant  heavenly  peace  within, 

Thy  light  restore. 

Though  to  our  faith  unseen. 

While  darkness  reigns, 
On  thee  alone  we  lean     ' 

While  life  remains ; 
By  thy  free  grace  restored. 
Our  souls  shall  bless  the  Lord, 
Our  souls  shall  bless  the  Lord 


In  joyful  strains ! 


Thomas  Hastinfp, 


170 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


HENDON,     7s. 


Cttsnr  H.  A.  Malan.    1830. 
—I 1- 


1.  Christ,  of  all  my  hopes  the  ground,  Christ,  the  spring  of  all  my  joy,     Still  in  thee  let 


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2  Fountain  of  overflowing  grace  ! 

Freely  from  thy  fulness  give ; 
Till  I  close  my  earthly  race, 
Be  it  "  Christ  for  me  to  live  !" 

3  "When  I  touch  the  blessed  shore, 

Back  the  closing  waves  shall  roll ; 

Death's  dark  stream  shall  never  more 

Fart  from  thee  my  ravished  soul. 

4  Thus,  O  thus,  an  entrance  give 

To  the  land  of  cloudless  sky  ; 

Having  known  it  "  Christ  to  live," 

Let  me  know  it  "  gain  to  die." 

5  Gain,  to  part  from  all  my  giicf ; 

Gain,  to  bid  my  sins  farewell ; 
Gain,  of  all  my  gains  the  chief, 
Ever  with  the  Lord  to  dwell. 

6  This  tliy  people's  portion,  Lord  ! 

Peace  on  earth,  and  bliss  on  high ; 


This  their  ever-sure  reward, 

"  Christ  to  live,  and  gain  to  die  !  " 

Ralph  Wardlavj.     1817. 
316 

1  Father  of  eternal  grace. 

Glorify  thyself  in  me  ; 
Meekly  beaming  in  my  face. 
May  the  world  thine  image  see. 

2  Happy  only  in  thy  love, 

Poor,  unfriended,  or  unknown ; 
Fix  my  thoughts  on  things  above. 
Stay  my  heart  on  thee  alone. 

3  Humble,  holy,  all-resigned 

To  thy  will: — thy  will  be  done  I 
Give  me.  Lord,  the  perfect  mind 
Of  thy  well-beloved  Son. 

4  Counting  gain  and  glory  loss, 

May  I  tread  the  path  he  trod ; 
Die  with  Jesus  on  the  cross. 

Rise  with  him,  to  thee,  my  God  ! 

James  Montgomery.     t8o8. 


SEYMOUR.     7s. 


Carl  Maria  von  IVcber.    1823.    Arr.  by  H.  W.  Greatorex.     1849. 


1.  Ever-last-ing  arms  of  lore  He  who  left  his  throne  of  light, 

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ITS    CONFIDENCE, 


171 


GRACE.     7s.    6  lines. 


Arr./rom  S.  X.  Chwatal. 


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Filled  by  thee  my  cup  o'erflows, 
Fur  thy  love  no  limit  knows : 
Guardian  angels,  ever  nigh, 
Lead  and  draw  my  soul  on  high ; 
Constant  to  my  latest  end. 
Thou  my  footsteps  wilt  attend. 

Jesus,  with  thy  presence  blest, 
Death  is  life,  and  labor  rest ; 
Guide  me  while  I  draw  my  breath. 
Guide  me  through  the  gate  of  death. 
And  at  last,  O  let  me  stand, 
With  the  flock  at  thy  right  hand. 

Anon.     1865. 


As  the  hart,  with  eager  looks, 
Panteth  for  the  water-brooks, 
So  my  soul,  athirst  for  thee, 
Pants  the  living  God  to  see ; 
AYhen,  O  when,  with  filial  fear. 
Lord  shall  I  to  thee  draw  near  ? 

"\\Tiy  art  thou  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 
God,  thy  God,  shall  make  thee  whole; 
AVhy  art  thou  disquieted  ? 
God  shall  lift  thy  fallen  head. 
And  his  countenance  benign 
Be  the  saving  health  of  thine. 

jfames  Montgomery. 


1  Everlasting  arras  of  love 
Are  beneath,  around,  above ; 
He  who  left  his  throne  of  light. 
And  unnumbered  angels  bright; — 

2  He  who  on  the  accursed  tree 
Gave  his  precious  life  for  me  ; — 
He  it  is  that  bears  me  on, 

His  the  arm  I  lean  upon. 


3  All  things  hasten  to  decay. 
Earth  and  sea  will  pass  away ; 
Soon  will  yonder  circling  sun 
Cease  his  blazing  course  to  rmi. 

4  Scenes  will  vary,  friends  grow  strange, 
But  the  Changeless  cannot  change  : 
Gladly  will  I  journey  on, 

With  his  arm  to  lean  upon. 

Jfihn  R.  Macdnff. 


172 


THE    CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 


FELIX.     L.  M.    6  lines. 


Arr./rom  Felix  Mendelssohn- Bartholdy. 


1.  Thou  liid  -  den  Source  of  calm  re  -  pose, 


Thou  all  -  suf  -  fi  -  cient  Love  di-  vine, 


And  lo  !  from  sin,  and    grief,  and  shame, 


hide  me,  Je  -  sns. 


thy  nama 


320 


2  Thy  mighty  name  salvation  is, 
And  keeps  my  happy  soul  above ; 
Comfort  it  brings,  and  power,  and  peace, 
And  joy,  and  everlasting  love ; 

To  me,  with  thy  dear  name,  are  given 
Pardon,  and  holiness,  and  heaven. 

3  Jesus,  my  all  in  all  thou  art ; 

My  rest,  in  toil ;  my  ease,  in  pain  ; 
The  medicine  of  my  broken  heart ; 
In  war,  my  peace ;  in  loss,  my  gain ; 
My  smile  beneath  the  tyrant's  frown  ; 
In  shame,  my  glory  and  my  crown  ; 

4  In  want,  my  plentiful  supply  ; 

In  weakness,  my  almighty  power; 
In  bonds,  my  perfect  liberty ; 
My  light,  in  Satan's  darkest  hour ; 
No  trouble  can  my  soul  appal, 
Thou  art  my  life,  my  heaven,  my  all. 

Charles  Wesley.     1749. 

I  When  gathering  clouds  around  I  view. 
And  days  are  dark,  and  friends  arc  few. 


On  him  I  lean  who,  not  in  vain. 
Experienced  every  human  pain  ; 
lie  sees  my  wants,  allays  my  fears, 
And  counts  and  treasures  up  my  tears. 

If  aught  should  tempt  my  soul  to  stray 

From  heavenly  wisdom's  narrow  waj'. 

To  fly  the  good  I  would  pursue, 

Or  do  the  sin  I  would  not  do ; 

Still  he,  who  felt  temptation's  power, 

Shall  guard  me  in  that  dangerous  hour. 

When  sorrowing  o'er  some  stone  I  bend, 
Which  covers  what  was  once  a  friend. 
And  from  his  voice,  his  hand,  his  smile. 
Divides  mc,  for  a  little  while ; 
Thou,  Saviour,  mark'st  the  tears  I  shed, 
For  tliou  didst  weep  o'er  Lazarus  dead. 

And  O,  w^hen  I  have  safely  passed 
Through  every  conflict  but  the  last, 
Still,  still  unchanging,  watch  beside 
My  painful  bed,  for  thou  hast  died ; 
Then  point  to  realms  of  cloudless  day. 
And  wipe  the  latest  tear  away. 

Robert  Grant.    1806. 


ITS    CONFIDENCE. 


173 


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Wherever  he  may  guide  me, 

No  want  shall  turn  me  back ; 
My  Shepherd  is  beside  me, 

And  nothing  can  I  lack. 
His  wisdom  ever  waketh. 

His  sight  is  never  dim, 
He  knows  the  way  he  taketh, 

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Green  pastures  are  before  me. 

Which  yet  I  have  not  seen  ; 
Bright  skies  will  soon  be  o'er  me. 

Where  darkest  clouds  have  been. 
My  hope  I  cannot  measure, 

My  path  to  life  is  free, 
Mv  Saviour  has  my  treasure, 

And  he  will  walk  with  me. 

A  una  Latitia  Waring.     1850. 


323 


I  I  KNOW  no  life  divided, 

O  Lord  of  life,  from  thee ; 
In  thee  is  life  provided 
For  all  mankind  and  me  ; 


I  know  no  death,  O  Jesus, 

Because  I  live  in  tliee; 
Thy  death  it  is  which  frees  us 

From  death  eternally. 

I  fear  no  tribulation, 

Since,  whatsoe'er  it  be, 
It  makes  no  separation 

Between  my  Lord  and  me. 
If  thou,  my  God  and  Teacher, 

Vouchsafe  to  be  my  own, 
Though  poor,  I  shall  be  richer 

Than  monarch  on  his  throne. 

If,  while  on  earth  I  wander. 

My  heart  is  light  and  blest, 
Ah,  what  shall  I  be  yonder 

In  perfect  peace  and  rest  ? 
O  blessed  thought  in  dying. 

We  go  to  meet  the  Lord, 
Where  there  shall  be  no  sighing, 

A  kingdom  6nr  reward. 

Carl  Johann  Philipp  Spitta.     1833. 
Tr.  by  Richard  Massie.     i860. 


Joseph  Bariiby.     1868. 


174  THE    CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

BARNBY.     S.  M. 


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1  My  spirit,  on  thy  care, 

Blest  Saviour,  I  recline ; 
Thou  wilt  not  leave  me  to  despair, 
For  thou  art  Love  divine. 

2  In  thee  I  place  my  trust. 

On  thee  I  calmly  rest ; 
I  know  thee  good,  I  know  thee  just, 
And  count  thy  choice  the  best, 

3  Whate'er  events  betide. 

Thy  will  they  all  perform  ; 
Safe  in  thy  breast  my  head  I  hide, 
Nor  fear  the  coming  storm. 

4  Let  good  or  ill  befall, 

It  must  be  good  for  me ; 
Secure  of  having  thee  in  all, 
Of  having  all  in  thee. 

Henry  Francis  Lyte.     1834. 

I  Still,  still  with  thee,  my  God, 
I  would  desire  4o  be  ; 
By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
I  would  be  still  with  thee. 


2  AVith  thee,  when  dawn  comes  in, 

And  calls  me  back  to  care, 
Each  day  returning  to  begin 
With  thee,  my  God,  in  prayer. 

3  With  thee  amid  the  crowd 

That  throngs  the  busy  mart. 
To  hear  thy  voice,  'mid  clamor  loud, 
Speak  softly  to  my  heart. 

4  With  thee,  when  day  is  done, 

And  evening  calms  the  mind, 
The  setting,  as  the  rising  sun, 
With  thee  my  heart  would  find. 

5  With  thee,  when  darkness  brings 

The  signal  of  repose, 
Calm  in  the  shadow  of  thy  wings, 
Mine  eyelids  I  would  close. 

6  With  thee,  in  thee,  by  faith 

Abiding  I  would  be  ; 
By  day,  by  night,  in  life,  in  death, 
I  would  be  still  with  thee. 

James  DruMmond  Burns.     1856. 


ITS    CONFIDENCE. 


175 


BOYLSTON.     S.  M. 


1,  The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is, 

I  shall  be  well  supplied 


Lowell  Mason.    1832. 


Since  he  is  miue  and  I  am  his, 

What  can  I  want  beside  ? 


2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heavenly  pasture  grows ; 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim ; 
And  guides  me,  in  his  own  right  way. 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear; 
Tho'Ishouldwalkthro'death'sdarksliade, 
My  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  following  days ; 
Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove, 
Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 

Isaac  Watts.     1719. 


SPERANZA.     S.  M. 


1  The  pity  of  the  Lord 

To  those  that  fear  his  name. 

Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel ; 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

2  He  knows  we  are  but  dust, 

Scattered  with  every  breath ; 
His  auger,  like  a  rising  wind, 
Can  send  us  swift  to  death. 

3  Our  days  are  as  the  grass. 

Or  like  the  morning  flower ; 
If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

4  But  thy  compassions.  Lord, 

To  endless  years  endure  ; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 

Isaac  Watts.     1719. 
George  F,  Root.     1871, 


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THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


NORTHFIELD.     C.  M. 


Jeremiah  IngaJls.     1805. 


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If  God  is  mine,  then  present  things, 
And  things  to  come,  are  mine  ; 

Yea,  Christ,  his  word  and  Spirit  too, 
And  glory  all  divine. 

2  If  lie  is  mine,  then  from  his  love, 

He  every  trouble  sends  ; 
All  things  are  working  for  Tiiy  good. 
And  bliss  his  rod  attends. 

3  If  he  is  mine,  let  friends  forsake, 

Let  wealth  and  honors  flee — 
Sure  he,  who  givcth  me  himself. 
Is  more  than  these  to  me. 

4  If  he  is  mine,  I'll  boldly  pass 

Through  sorrow's  gloomy  vale  ; 
lie  is  a  solid  comfort,  when 
All  other  comforts  fail. 

5  O  tell  me.  Lord,  that  tliou  art  mine ; 

What  can  I  wish  beside  ? 
My  soul  shall  at  the  fountain  live. 
When  all  the  streams  are  dried. 

Benjamin  Beddome.     1787. 


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1  Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 

With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  "  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,"  thev  crv, 

"To  be  exalted  thus;" 
"Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply, 
"For  he  was  slain  for  us." 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine  ; 
And  blessings,  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky. 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas. 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thine  endless  praise. 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  him  that  sits  upon  the  throne. 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

Isaac  IVatts.     1700. 


ITS    CONFIDENCE 


BREMEN.     C.  P.  M. 


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330 

1  O  Love  divine,  liow  sweet  thou  art ! 
Wlien  shall  I  find  my  willing  heart 

All  taken  up  by  thee  ? 
I  thirst,  I  faint,  I  die  to  prove 
The  greatness  of  redeeming  love. 

The  love  of  Christ  to  me. 

2  Stronger  his  love  than  death  or  hell ; 
No  mortal  can  his  riches  tell. 

Nor  first-born  sons  of  light : 
In  vain  they  long  its  depths  to  see ; 
They  cannot  reach  the  mystery, 

The  length,  the  breadth,  the  height. 

3  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God ; 
O  that  it  now  were  shed  abroad 

In  this  poor,  stony  heart ! 
For  love  I  sigh,  for  love  I  pine ; 
This  only  portion.  Lord,  be  mine, 

Be  mine  this  better  part. 

4  O  that  I  could  forever  sit 

In  transport  at  my  Saviour's  feet ! 

Be  this  my  happy  choice ; 
My  only  care,  delight,  and  bliss. 
My  joy,  my  heaven  on  earth,  be  this. 

To  hear  my  Saviour's  voice. 

Charles  Wesley.     1749. 


331 

1  O  Lord,  how  happy  should  we  be, 
If  we  could  cast  our  care  on  thee, 

If  we  from  self  could  rest; 
And  feel,  at  heart,  that  One  above, 
In  perfect  wisdom,  perfect  love, 

Is  working  for  the  best ! 

2  IIow  far  from  this  our  daily  life, 
Ever  disturbed  by  anxious  strife, 

By  sudden,  wild  alarms  ! 
0  could  we  but  relinquish  all 
Our  earthly  props,  and  simply  fall 

On  thine  almighty  arms  ! 

3  Could  we  but  kneel,  and  cast  our  load. 
E'en  while  we  pray,  upon  our  God, 

Then  rise,  with  lightened  cheer. 
Sure  that  the  Father,  who  is  nigh 
To  still  the  famished  raven's  cry, 

Will  hear,  in  that  we  fear ! 

4  Lord,  make  these  faithless  hearts  of  ours 
Such  lessonslearn  from  birds  and  flowers; 

Make  them  from  self  to  cease, 
Leave  all  things  to  a  Father's  will, 
And  taste,  before  him  lying  still. 

E'en  in  affliction,  peace. 

Joseph  Anstice.     1836. 


178 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


LONGWOOD.     lis. 


IVilliam  B.  Bradbury.     1847. 


iiEiiSi^iSiL'^Si^ii^ 


1.  The  Lord  is   my  shepherd,  no  want  shall  I  know  ;     1    feed   in  green  pastures,  safe-folded   I   rest ; 


He  lead-eth  my  soul  where  the  still  waters  flow,  Restores  me  when  wandering,  redeems  when  oppressed. 


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332 

2  Through  the  valley  and  shadow  of  death  though  I  stray, 

Since  thou  art  my  Guardian,  no  evil  I  fear; 
Thy  rod  shall  defend  nie,  thy  staff  be  uiy  stay ; 
No  harm  can  befall,  with  my  Comforter  near. 

3  In  the  midst  of  affliction,  my  table  is  spread ; 

With  blessings  unmeasured  my  cup  runneth  o'er; 
With  perfume  and  oil  thou  anointest  my  liead ; 
O  what  shall  I  ask  of  thy  providence  more  ? 

4  Let  goodness  and  mercy,  my  bountiful  God, 

Still  follow  my  steps  till  I  meet  thee  above ; 
i  seek,  by  the  path  which  my  forefathers  trod 

Through  the  land  of  their  sojourn,  thy  kingdom  of  love. 

James  Montgomery. 

333 

1  O  HAD  I,  my  Saviour,  the  wings  of  a  dove, 
How  soon  would  I  soar  to  thy  presence  above ! 
How  soon  would  I  flee  where  the  weary  have  rest, 
And  hide  all  my  cares  in  thy  sheltering  breast ! 

2  I  flutter,  I  struggle,  and  long  to  be  free, 

I  feel  me  a  captive  while  banished  from  thee ; 

A  pilgrim  and  stranger,  the  desert  I  roam. 

And  look  on  to  heaven,  and  fain  would  be  home, 

3  Ah,  there  the  wild  tempest  for  ever  shall  cease, 
No  billow  shall  ruffle  that  haven  of  peace ; 
Temptation  and  trouble  alike  shall  depart, 

All  tears  from  the  eye,  and  all  sin  from  the  heart. 

4  Soon,  soon  may  this  Eden  of  promise  be  mine ; 
Rise,  bright  Sun  of  glory,  no  more  to  decline ; 
Thy  light,  yet  unrisen,  the  wilderness  cheers; 

0  what  will  it  be,  when  the  fullness  appears?    Henry  Francis  Lyte. 


1833. 


1834. 


J7S    CONFIDENCE. 


179 


PORTUGUESE    HYMN.     lis. 

■v&s^. — hrn— ..^ — I . — PS? — f<« — r»- 


yohn  Reading.     1680. 

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334 

2  "  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,  O  be  not  dismayed, 
For  I  am  thy  God,  I  will  still  give  thee  aid : 

I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  to  stand, 
Upheld  by  my  gracious,  omnipotent  hand. 

3  "When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  not  overflow ; 

For  I  will  be  with  thee  thy  trials  to  bless. 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

4  "  When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall  lie, 
My  grace,  all-sufficient,  shall  be  thy  supply, 

The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee ;  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

5  "  E'en  down  to  old  age  all  my  people  shall  prove 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love ; 

And  then,  when  gray  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  m  my  bosom  be  borne, 

6  "  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for  repose, 
I  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes; 

That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavor  to  shake, 

I'll  never,  no  never,  no  never  forsake  1 "  George  Keith. 


1787. 


180  THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 

SILVER    STREET.     S.  M. 


Isaac  Smith.    1770. 


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1  Grace  !  'tis  a  charming  sound, 

Harmonious  to  mine  ear; 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the'earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  the  way 

To  save  rebellious  man, 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  led  my  wandering  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road. 
And  new  snpplies  each  hour  I  meet 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown 

Through  ovei"lasting  days ; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone. 
And  well  deserves  the  praise, 

Philip  Doddridge.     1755. 
336 

I  Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears  ; 
Hope,  and  be  undismay'd  ; 
God  hears  tliy  siu;lis  and  counts  thy  tears, 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 


Thro'  waves,  thro'  clouds  and  storms, 

He  gently  clears  thy  way  ; 
Wait  thou  his  time  ;  so  shall  this  night 

Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

What  though  thou  rulcst  not. 
Yet  heaven  and  earth  and  hell 

Proclaim,  God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 
And  ruleth  all  things  well. 

Far,  far  above  thy  thought 

His  counsel  shall  api>ear, 
W^hen  fully  he  the  work  hath  wrought 

That  caused  thy  needless  fear. 

Thou  seest  our  weakness.  Lord, 
Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee  ; 

O  lift  thou  up  the  sinking  hand, 
Confirm  the  feeble  knee. 

Let  us,  in  life,  in  death, 
Thy  steadfast  truth  declare, 

And  publish  with  our  latest  breath 
Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 

Paul  Gerhardt.     1659. 

Tr.  by  Jchn  Wesley.     1739  ab. 


ITS    CONFIDENCE. 


181 


LEON.     C.  M. 


Lowell  Mason. 


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337 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints, 

And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven  ? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  show  my  sins  forgiven  ? 

3  Thou  art  the  Earnest  of  his  love, 

The  Pledge  of  joys  to  come ; 
And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Dove, 
Will  safe  convey  me  home. 

Isaac  iVatts.    1709. 
338 

1  0  FOR  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free ; 
A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood 
So  freely  spilt  for  me  ! 

2  A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek, 

My  dear  Redeemer's  throne  ; 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone  ! 

3  An  humble,  lowly,  contrite  heart. 

Believing,  true,  and  clean. 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  him  that  dwells  within  I 

4  A  heart  in  every  thought  ronewed, 

And  filled  with  love  divine ; 


Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good ; 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 

5   Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart ; 
Come  quickly  from  above  ; 
Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  heart, 
Thy  new,  best  name  of  Love. 

Charles  Wesley.     1742. 

339 

1  0  God  of  Bethel,  by  whose  hand 

Thy  people  still  are  fed ; 
Who  through  this  weary  pilgrimage 
Hast  all  our  fathers  led : 

2  Our  vows,  our  prayers,  we  now  present 

Before  thy  throne  of  grace : 
God  of  our  fathers,  be  the  God 
Of  their  succeeding  race. 

3  Through  each  perplexing  path  of  life 

Our  wandering  footsteps  guide; 
Give  us  each  day  our  daily  bread, 
And  raiment  fit  provide. 

4  O  spread  thy  covering  Avings  around. 

Till  all  our  wanderings  cease. 
And,  at  our  Father's  loved  abode. 
Our  souls  arrive  in  peace. 

Philip  Doddridge.     1737. 
Michael  Bruce.     1781. 


183 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


MORRIS.     L.  M. 


/Vow  "  Pearce's  Collection.^ 


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2  Though  long  the  weary  Avay  we  tread, 
And  sorrow  crown  each  lingering  year, 
No  path  we  shun,  no  darkness  dread, 
Our  hearts  still  whispering,  thou  art  near. 

3  When  drooping  pleasure  turns  to  grief. 
And  trembling  faith  is  changed  to  fear, 
The  murmuring  wind,  the  quivering  leaf. 
Shall  softly  tell  us  thou  art  near. 

4  On  thee  we  fling  our  burdening  woe, 

0  Love  divine,  forever  dear  ; 
Content  to  suSer  while  we  know, 
Living  or  dying,  thou  art  near! 

Oliver  Wendell  Holmes, 

341 

1  Thv  will  be  done !  I  will  not  fear 
The  fate  provided  by  thy  love ; 

Tho'  clouds  and  darkness  shroud  me  here, 

1  know  that  all  is  bright  above. 

2  The  stars  of  heaven  are  shining  on. 
Though   these    frail    eyes   are   dimmed 

with  tears; 
The  liopes  of  earth  indeed  are  gone, 
But  arc  not  ours  the  immortal  years? 


3  Father,  forgive  the  heart  that  clings. 
Thus  trembling,  to  the  things  of  time  ; 
And  bid  my  soul,  on  angel  wings. 
Ascend  into  a  purer  clime. 

J.  Roscoe. 

342 

1  Father,  beneath  thy  sheltering  wing 
In  sweet  security  wc  rest. 

And  fear  no  evil  earth  ran  bring, 
In  life,  in  death,  supremely  blest. 

2  For  life  is  good  whose  tidal  flow 
The  motions  of  thy  will  obeys ; 

And  death  is  good,  that  makes  us  know 
The  Life  Divine  that  all  things  sways. 

3  And  good  it  is  to  bear  the  cross. 
And  so  thy  perfect  peace  to  win ; 
And  nouffht  is  ill,  nor  brings  us  loss, 
Nor  works  us  harm,  save  only  Bin. 

4  Redeemed  from  this,  we  ask  no  more. 
But  trust  the  love  that  saves  to  guide ; 
Tho  grace  that  yields  so  rich  a  store, 
AVill  grant  us  all  we  need  beside. 

William  H.  Burleigh. 


ITS    CONFIDENCE. 


183 


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2  Trust  thee  as  the  only  light 
In  the  darkest  hour  of  night ; 
Trust  in  sickness,  trust  in  health  ; 
Trust  in  poverty  and  wealth ; 
Trust  in  joy,  and  trust  in  grief; 
Trust  thy  promise  for  relief  : 
Saviour,  happy  should  I  be. 

If  I  could  but  trust  in  thee. 

3  Trust  thy  blood  to  cleanse  my  soul ; 
Trust  thy  grace  to  make  me  whole ; 
Trust  thee  living,  dying,  too ; 
Trust  thee  all  my  journey  through; 
Trust  thee  till  my  feet  shall  be 
Planted  on  tlie  crystal  sea ! 
Saviour,  happy  should  I  be, 

If  I  could  but  trust  in  thee. 

Edward  H.  Nevin,     1858. 


344 


Hark,  my  soul !  it  is  the  Lord  ; 
'Tis  thy  Saviour ;  hear  his  word  ; 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee : 
"  Say,  poor  sinner,  lovest  thou  me  ? 
]\Iine  is  an  unchanging  love. 
Higher  than  the  heights  above. 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

"Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon. 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done  ; 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be  : 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lovest  thou  me  ? " 
Lord  !  it  is  my  chief  complaint 
That  my  love  is  cold  and  faint; 
Yet  I  love  thee,  and  adore  : 
0  for  grace  to  love  thee  more  ! 

William  Cowper.     1779. 


184 


THE     CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


MEYER.     C.  M. 


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2  The  least  and  feeblest  there  may  bide 

Uninjured  and  unawed ; 
While  thousands  fall  on  every  side, 
lie  rests  secure  in  God. 

3  The  angels  watch  him  on  his  way, 

And  aid  with  friendly  arm  ; 

And  Satan,  roaring  for  his  prey, 

May  hate,  but  cannot  harm. 

ARLINGTON.     C.  M. 


4  lie  feeds  in  pastures  large  and  fair 

Of  love  and  truth  divine  ; 
0  child  of  God,  O  glory's  heir, 
How  rich  a  lot  is  thine  ! 

5  A  hand  almighty  to  defend. 

An  ear  for  every  call. 
An  honored  life,  a  peaceful  end, 
And  heaven  to  crown  it  all ! 

Henry  Francis  Lyte 


1834. 


Thomas  A .  A  rue.     1744. 


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2  Should  earth  against  niy  soul  engage. 

And  hellish  darts  he  hurled, 

Then  1  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 

And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall ; 


May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all : 

There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 

Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

Isaac  Watts.    1709. 


ITS     CONFIDENCE. 


185 


BELMONT.     C.  M. 


Johann  C.  IV.  A.  Mozart.    1805. 


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347 


That  will  not  murmur  nor  complain 
Beneath  the  chastening  rod  ; 

But,  in  the  hour  of  grief  or  pain, 
Will  lean  upon  its  God  ; 

A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  and  clear 
When  tempests  rage  without ; 

That  when  in  danger  knows  no  fear. 
In  darkness  feels  no  doubt ; 

That  bears,  unmoved,  the  world's  dread 
Nor  heeds  its  scornful  smile ;     [frown, 

That  seas  of  trouble  cannot  drown, 
Nor  Satan's  aits  beguile ; 

A  faith  that  keeps  the  narrow  way 

Till  life's  last  hour  is  fled, 
And  with  a  pure  and  heavenly  ray, 

Lights  up  a  dying  bed. 

Lord,  give  us  such  a  faith  as  this. 
And  then,  whate'er  may  come, 

We'll  taste,  e'en  here,  the  hallowed  bliss 
Of  an  eternal  home. 

W.  H.  Bathurst.     1831. 


1  AVhile  through  this  changing  world  we 

From  infancy  to  age,  [roam, 

Heaven  is  the  Christian  pilgrim's  home. 
His  rest  at  every  stage. 

2  Thither  his  raptured  thought  ascends. 

Eternal  joys  to  share; 
There  his  adoring  spirit  bends, 
While  here  he  kneels  in  prayer. 

3  From  earth  his  freed  affections  rise, 

To  fix  on  things  above. 
Where  all  his  hope  of  glory  lies, 
And  love  is  perfect  love. 

4  0  there  may  we.  our  treasure  place, 

There  let  our  hearts  be  found ; 
That  still,  where  sin  abounded,  grace 
May  more  and  more  abound. 

5  Henceforth,  our  conversation  be, 

With  Christ  before  the  throne ; 
Ere  long  we,  eye  to  eye,  shall  see. 
And  know  as  we  are  known. 

James  Montgomery.     1825. 


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WIMBORNE.     L.  M. 


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1  Awake,  our  souls,  away  our  fears, 
Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone  ; 
Awake,  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 
And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint ; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God 
Who  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

3  Thee,    mighty   God !    whose    matchless 
Is  ever  new  and  ever  young,         [power 
And  firm  endures  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overfl'owing  Spring, 
Oar  souls  shall  drink  a  fresh  supply; 
While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength 
Shall  melt  away  and  droop  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air 
We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  iiy. 
Nor  tire  amid  the  heavenly  road. 

Isaac  Watts.     1709. 


1  Faith  is  a  living  power  from  heaven 
Which  grasps  the  promise  God  has  given, 
A  trust  that  cannot  be  o'erthrown, 
Securely  fixed  on  Christ  alone. 

2  Faith  finds  in  Christ  whate'er  we  need 
To  save  and  strengthen,  guide  and  feed  ; 
Strong  in  his  grace,  it  joys  to  share 
His  cross,  in  hope  his  crown  to  wear. 

3  Faith  to  the  conscience  whispers  peace. 
And  bids  the  niom-ner's  sighing  cease; 
By  faith  the  children's  right  we  claim, 
And  call  upon  our  Father's  name. 

4  Faith  feels  the  Spirit's  kindling  breath 
In  love  and  hope  that  conquer  death; 
Faith  brings  us  to  delight  in  God, 
And  blesses  e'en  his  smiting  rod. 

5  Such  faith  in  us,  O  God,  implant. 
And  to  our  prayers  thy  favor  grant 
In  Jesus  Christ,  thy  saving  Son, 
Who  is  our  fount  of  health  alone. 

TV.,  Catherine  iVinkworth.     1838. 


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Thus  blind  Bartimcus  prayed; 
"  Others  by  thy  word  are  saved, 
Xow  to  nie  afford  thine  aid." 

2  Many  for  his  crying  chid  him. 

But  he  called  the  louder  still ; 
Till  the  gracious  Saviour  bid  hira 
Come,  and  ask  Me  what  you  will. 

3  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted. 

Though  by  begging  used  to  live  ; 
But  he  asked,  and  Jesus  granted, 
Alms  which  none  but  he  could  give. 

4  "  Lord,  remove  this  grievous  blindness, 

Let  mine  eyes  behold  the  dav  ! " 
Straight  he  saw  and,  won  by  kindness, 
Followed  Jesus  in  the  way. 

5  0  methinks  I  hear  him  praising, 

Publishing  to  all  around, 
"  Friends,  is  not  my  case  amazing? 
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And  would  be  advised  by  me, 

Surely  they  would  hasten  to  him, 
He  would  cause  them  all  to  see." 

John  Nezuton.     1779. 


352 


Cross,  reproach,  and  tribulation, 
Ye  to  me  are  welcome  guests. 

When  I  have  this  consolation, 
That  my  soul  in  Jesus  rests. 

The  reproach  of  Christ  is  glorious ; 

Those  who  here  his  burden  bear 
Li  the  end  shall  prove  victorious, 

And  eternal  gladness  share. 

Bear,  then,  the  reproach  of  .Jesus, 
Ye  who  live  a  life  of  faith  ; 

Lift  triumphant  songs  and  praises, 
E'en  in  martyrdom  and  death. 

Bonds,  and  stripes,  and  evil  story. 
Are  our  honorable  crowns; 

Pain  is  peace,  and  shame  is  glory. 
Gloomy  dungeons  are  as  thrones. 

Ludwig  Andreas  Goiter.     1733. 


188 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


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I  LAF  my  sins  on  Jesus, 

The  spotless  Lamb  of  God ; 
lie  bears  thein  all,  and  frees  us 

From  the  accursed  load  : 
I  bring  my  guilt  to  Jesus, 

To  wash  my  crimson  stains 
White,  in  his  blood  most  precious, 

Till  not  a  stain  remains, 

I  lay  my  wants  on  Jesus ; 

AH  fullness  dwells  in  him  ; 
He  heals  all  my  diseases, 

He  doth  my  soul  redeem  : 
I  lay  my  griefs  on  Jesus, 

My  burdens  and  my  cares ; 
He  from  them  all  releases, 

He  all  my  sorrows  shares. 

I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, — 

Meek,  loving,  lowly,  mild  ; 
I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

The  Father's  holy  child  ; 
I  long  to  be  with  Jesus, 

Amid  the  heavenly  throng. 
To  sing,  with  saints,  his  praises, 

To  learn  the  angels'  song. 

Horaiius  Bonar.     1845. 


354 


O  Lamb  of  God,  still  keep  me 

Near  to  thy  wounded  side ; 
'Tis  only  there  in  safety 

And  peace  I  can  abide ! 
What  foes  and  snares  surround  rae  ! 

What  doubts  and  fears  within  ! 
The  grace  that  sought  and  found  me, 

Alone  can  keep  me  clean. 

'Tis  only  in  thee  hiding, 

I  know  my  life  secure; 
Only  in  thee  abiding, 

The  conflict  can  endure: 
Thine  arm  the  victory  gaineth 

O'er  every  hateful  foe ; 
Thy  love  my  heart  snstainetb, 

In  all  its  care  and  woe. 

Soon  shall  my  eyes  behold  thee, 

With  rapture,  face  to  face; 
One  half  hath  not  been  told  me 

Of  all  thy  power  and  grace ; 
Thy  beauty.  Lord,  and  glory, 

The  wonders  of  thy  love. 
Shall  be  the  endless  story 

Of  all  thy  saints  above. 

James  George  Deck.     1857. 


ITS    HOPE    AND    JOY. 
BENTLEY.     7s  &  6  s.    D. 


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John  Hullah.     1865 


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When  comforts  are  declining,  He  grants  the  soul  again  A  season  of  clear  shining,  To  cheer  it  after  rain. 

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2  In  holy  contemplation, 

We  sweetly  then  pursue 
The  theme  of  God's  salvation, 

And  find  it  ever  new : 
Set  free  from  present  sorrow, 

We  cheerfully  can  say, 
Let  the  unknown  to-morrow 

Bring  with  it  what  it  may. 

3  It  can  bring  with  it  nothing 

But  he  will  bear  us  through  ; 
Who  gives  the  lilies  clothing 

Will  clothe  his  people  too ; 
Beneath  the  spreading  heavens, 

No  creature  but  is  fed ; 
And  he  who  feeds  the  ravens 

Will  give  his  children  bread. 

4  Though  vine  nor  fig-tree  neither, 

Their  wonted  fruit  shall  bear, 
Though  all  the  field  should  wither. 

Nor  flocks  nor  herds  be  there ; 
Yet  God  the  same  abiding, 

His  praise  shall  tune  my  voice. 
For,  while  in  him  confiding, 

I  cannot  but  rejoice. 

Wiliiam  Cowper.     1779. 


356 


To  thee,  my  God  and  Saviour! 

My  heart  exulting  sings, 
Rejoicing  in  thy  favor, 

Almighty  King  of  kings  ! 
I'll  celebrate  thy  glory, 

With  all  thy  saints  above, 
And  tell  the  joyful  story 

Of  thy  redeeming  love. 

Soon  as  the  morn  with  roses 

Bedecks  the  dewy  east, 
And  when  the  sun  reposes 

Upon  the  ocean's  breast. 
My  voice  in  supplication, 

Well  pleased,  thou  shalt  hear : 
O  grant  me  thy  salvation. 

And  to  my  soul  draw  near. 

By  thee  through  life  supported, 

T  pass  the  dangerous  road. 
With  heavenly  hosts  escorted 

Up  to  their  bright  abode ; 
There  cast  my  crown  before  thee; 

Now  all  my  conflicts  o'er. 
And  day  and  night  adore  thee : 

What  can  an  angel  more  ? 

Thomas  Haweis.     17Q2. 


190 


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THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 
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2  Uere  I  raise  mine  Ebenezer; 

Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come ; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

AVandering  from  the  fold  of  God ; 
He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

3  O  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be ! 
Let  thy  goodness,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee; 
Prone  to  wander.  Lord,  I  feel  it ; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love ; 
Here's  my  heart;  0  take  and  seal  it ; 

Seal  it  for  thy  courts  aliove. 

Robert  Robinson.     1758. 

I  Yes,  for  me,  for  me  he  careth 
With  a  brother's  tender  care ; 
Yes,  with  mo,  with  me  he  shareth 
Every  burden,  every  fear. 


Yes,  o'er  me,  o'er  me  he  watcheth^ 
Ceaseless  watcheth,  night  and  day ; 

Yes,  e'en  me,  e'en  me  he  snatcheth 
From  the  perils  of  the  way. 

2  Yes,  for  me  he  standeth  pleading 

At  the  mercy -seat  above  ; 
Ever  for  me  intci'ceding, 

Constant  in  untiring  love. 
Yes,  in  me  abroad  lie  sheddeth 

Joys  unearthly,  love  and  light ; 
And  to  cover  me  he  spreadeth 

His  paternal  wing  of  might. 

3  Yes,  in  me,  in  me  he  dwellcth; 

I  in  him,  and  he  in  me ! 
And  my  empty  soul  he  filleth. 

Here  and  through  eternity. 
Thus  T  wait  for  his  returning. 

Singing  all  the  way  to  heaven ; 
Such  the  joyful  song  of  morning. 

Such  the  tranquil  song  of  even. 

Horatius  Bonar.     1857. 


ITS    HOPE    AND    JOY. 


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C)f  my  Saviour  possessed, 

I  was  i)erfectly  blest, 
As  if  tilled  with  the  fullness  of  God. 

Charles  Wesley.    1749. 


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When  the  favor  divine 

I  first  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb ; 

When  my  heart  it  believed, 

What  a  joy  it  received, 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus'  dear  name! 

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My  Comfort  and  my  Love, 

My  Life  bell)w,  and  he  shall  be 
My  Joy  and  Crown  above. 

John  Mason. 


2  Christ  is  mv  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King ; 

A  Prophet  full  of  light, 
My  great  High-Priest  before  the  throne. 
My  King  of  heavenly  might. 

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I   Faint  not,  Christian  !  though  the  road, 
Leading  to  thy  blest  abode, 
Darksome  be,  and  dangerous  too, 
Christ,  thy  Guide,will  bring  tlieethrougli. 

.1  Faint  not.  Christian  !  though  in  rage 
Satan  would  thy  soul  engage ; 
Gird  on  faith's  anointed  shield, 
Bear  it  to  the  battle-field. 

3  Faint  not,  Christian  !  though  the  world 
Has  its  hostile  flag  unfurled ; 

Hold  the  cross  of  Jesus  fast. 
Thou  shalt  overcome  at  last. 

4  Faint  not.  Christian  !  though  within 
There's  a  heart  so  prone  to  sin  ; 
Christ,  the  Lord,  is  over  all ; 

He'll  not  suffer  thee  to  fall. 

5  Faint  not.  Christian  !  Christ  is  near; 
Soon  in  glory  he'll  appear; 

And  his  love  will  then  bestow 
Power  to  conquer  every  foe. 

6  Faint  not,  Christian  !  loo^  on  high ; 
See  the  harpers  in  the  sky  : 


Patient  wait,  and  thou  wilt  join 
Chant  with  them  of  love  diviue. 

James  H.  Evans.     1833. 

1  Wait,  iny  soul,  upon  the  Lord, 

To  his  gracious  promise  flee. 
Laying  hold  upon  his  word, 

"  As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

2  If  the  sorrows  of  thy  case 

Seem  peculiar  still  to  thee, 
God  has  promised  needful  grace — 
"  As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

3  Days  of  trial,  days  of  grief, 

In  succession  thou  mayst  see ; 
This  is  still  thy  sweet  relief — 

"  As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

4  Kock  of  Ages,  I'm  secure, 

With  thy  promise  full  and  free  ; 
Faithful,  positive,  and  sure — 

"  As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

William  F.  Lloyd.     1835. 


ITS    HOPE    AND    yOY. 


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1  Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing; 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  traveling  home  to  God 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod ; 
They  are  happy  now.,  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and  blest ! 
You  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest; 
There  your  seat  is  now  prepared ; 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4.  Fear  not,  brethren ;  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land  ; 
Jesus  Christ,  your  Father's  Son, 
Bids  you  undismayed  go  on. 

5  Lord,  obediently  we  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ;   « 
Only  thou  our  Leader  be. 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

"Jokn  Cennick.     \Ti,i. 


364 

1  Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme, 
Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name ; 

Ye  who  Jesus'  kindness  prove. 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Ye  who  see  the  Father's  grace 
Beaming  in  the  Sa\iour's  face, 
As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move, 
Praise 'and  bless  redeeming  love. 

3  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears; 
Banish  all  your  guilty  fears ; 

See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 
Cancelled  by  redeeming  love, 

4  Welcome,  all  by  sin  opprest. 
Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest; 
Nothing  brought  him  from  above, 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 

5  Hither,  then,  your  music  bring. 
Strike  aloud  each  joyful  string ; 
Mortals,  join  the  host  above. 
Join  to  praise  redeeming  love, 

Martin  Madan.     1763. 


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Through  constant  watchino-  wise, 

To  meet  the  glad  with  joyful  smiles, 
And  wipe  the  weeping  eyes ; 

A  heart  at  leisure  from  itself, 
To  soothe  and  sympathize. 

I  would  not  have  the  restless  will 

That  hurries  to  and  fro, 
Seeking  for  some  great  thing  to  do. 

Or  secret  thing  to  know  : 
I  would  be  treated  as  a  child, 

And  guided  wliere  I  go. 

Wherever  in  the  world  I  am, 

Tn  whatsoe'er  estate, 
I  have  a  fellowship  with  hearts, 


To  keep  and  Cultivate ; 
A  work  of  lowly  love  to  do 
For  Ilim  on  whom  1  wait. 

I  ask  thee  for  the  daily  strength, 

To  none  that  ask  denied, 
A  mind  to  blend  with  outward  life, 

While  keeping  at  th}'  side; 
Content  to  fill  a  little  space, 

If  thou  be  glorified. 

And  if  some  things  I  do  not  ask 

Among  my  blessings  be, 
rd  have  my  spirit  filled  the  more 

With  rfl-atcful  love  to  thee  ; 
More  careful — not  to  serve  thee  much. 

But  please  thee  perfectly. 

A  nna  Lcetitia  IVarzng.     1850. 


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God's  free  grace  shall  not  decay ; 
He  hath  promised  to  fulfill 

All  the  pleasure  of  his  will. 

4  Jesus !  Guardian  of  thy  flock, 
Be  thyself  our  constant  Rock; 
Make  us,  by  thy  powerful  hand, 
Strong  as  Zion's  mountain  stand. 

Rowland  Hill, 


2  Lord,  my  longings  never  cease  ; 
Without  thee  I  find  no  peace ; 
'Tis  my  constant  cry  to  thee, — 
Jesus,  Jesus,  visit  me. 

3  Come,  inhabit  then  my  heart; 
Purge  its  sin,  and  heal  its  smart ; 
See,  I  ever  cry  to  thee, — 
Jesus,  Jesus,  visit  me. 

4  Patiently  I  wait  thy  day ; 
For  this  gift  alone  I  pray, 
That,  when  death  shall  visit  me, 
Thou  my  Light  and  Life  wilt  be. 

Ger.,  Jokn  Sckeffler.     1657. 
Tr.,  Robinson  P.  Dunn.     185! 

1  Cast  tby  burden  on  the  Lord, 
Only  lean  upon  his  word ; 

Thou  wilt  soon  have  cause  to  bless 
His  eternal  faithfulness. 

2  He  sustains  thee  by  his  hand, 
He  euables  thee  to  stand ; 

Those,  whom  Jesus  once  hath  loved. 
From  his  grace  are  never  moved. 


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1  To  thy  pastures  fair  and  large, 
Heavenly  Shepherd,  load  tliv  charge. 
And  my  couch,  with  tenderest  care, 
'Mid  the  springing  grass  prepare. 

2  W^hen  I  faint  with  summer's  heat. 
Thou  shalt  guide  my  weary  feet 
To  the  streams  that,  still  and  slow. 
Through  the  verdant  meadows  flow. 

3  Safe  the  dreary  vale  I  tread. 

By  the  shades  of  death  o'erspread, 
With  thy  rod  and  staff  supplied. 
This  my  guard — and  that  my  guide. 

James  Merrick.     1765 


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2  Breathe,  O  breathe,  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast ; 
Let  US  all  in  thee  inherit. 

Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest; 
Take  away  the  love  of  sinning, 

Alpha  and  Omega  be, 
End  of  faith,  as  its  beginning, 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 

3  Come,  almighty  to  deliver. 

Let  us  all  thy  grace  receive ; 
Suddenly  return,  and  never. 
Never  more  thy  temples  leave. 

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Thee  we  would  bo  always  blessing, 
Serve  thee  as  thy  hosts  above ; 

Pray,  and  praise  thee  without  ceasing; 
Glory  in  thy  precious  love. 

Finish,  tlieu,  thy  new  creation  ; 

I'ure,  unspotted  may  we  be ; 
Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation 

Perfectly  secured  by  thee: 
Changed  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  lieaveu  we  take  our  place ; 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee. 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

Charles  IVesliy.     1747. 
Lowell  Mason.     1859. 


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370 

2  Without  thoe  but  weakness,  with  tlicc  I  am  strong ; 
By  day  thou  shalt  lead  mc,  by  night  be  my  song ; 
Though  dangers  surround  me,  I  still  every  fear, 
Since  thou,  the  Most  Mighty,  my  Helper,  art  near. 

3  Thy  love,  O  how  faithful,  so  tender,  so  pure ! 

Thy  promise,  faith's  anchor,  how  steadfast  and  sure ! 
That  love,  like  sweet  sunshine,  my  cold  heart  can  warm, 
That  promise  make  steady  my  soul  in  the  storm. 

4  Breathe,  breathe  on  my  spirit,  oft-ruffled,  thy  peace ; 
From  restless,  vain  wishes,  bid  thou  my  heart  cease ; 
In  thee  all  its  longings  henceforward  shall  end, 

Till,  glad,  to  thy  presence  my  soul  shall  ascend. 

5  O  then,  blessed  Jesus,  who  once  for  mc  died, 

Make  clean  in  the  fountain  that  gushed  from  thy  side, 

I  shall  see  thy  full  glory,  thy  face  shall  behold, 

And  praise  thee  with  raptures  forever  untold!  Ray  Palmer. 


i86s. 


'X*7\  (SEVERN). 

2  Calmer  yet  and  calmer 

Trial  bear  and  pain, 
Surer  yet  and  surer 

Peace  at  last  to  gain ; 
SuS'ring  still  and  doing, 

To  his  will  resigned. 
And  to  God  subduing 

Heart  and  will  and  mind, 

3  Higlier  yet  and  higher 

Out  of  clouds  and  night. 
Nearer  yet  and  nearer 
Rising  to  the  light — 


Light  serene  and  holy. 
Where  my  soul  may  rest, 

Purified  and  lowly. 
Sanctified  and  blest. 

4  Quicker  yet  and  quicker 

Ever  onward  press, 
Firmer  yet  and  firmer 

Step  as  I  progress  : 
Oft  these  earnest  longings, 

Swell  within  my  breast. 
Yet  their  inner  meaning 

Ne'er  can  be  expressed. 


198 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


DISCIPLE.      L.  M. 


Sgir 


J'elix  Mendelssohn- Bartholdy.       (1809—1847.) 

1.  How  shall  I    fol  -  low  liirn     I    serve  ?  How  sliall  I   cop  -  y      liim     I    love  ? 


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Nor  from  those  blessed  foot-steps  swerve  Which  lead  me  to     his    seat      a  -  hove. 


372 

2  Lord,  sliouM  my  path  thro' suffering  lie, 
Forbid  it  I  should  e'er  repine ; 

Still  let  me  turn  to  Calvary, 

Nor  heed  ni}-  griefs,  remembering  thine. 

3  0  let  me  think  how  thou  didst  leave 
Untasted  every  pure  delight, 


To  fast,  to  faint,  to  watch,  to  grieve, 
The  toilsome  day,  the  homeless  night; 

4  To  famt,  to  grieve,  to  die  for  me ! 
Thou  earnest  not  thyself  to  please : 
And,  dear  as  earthly  comforts  be, 
Shall  I  not  love  thee  more  than  these  ? 

jfosiak  Conder. 


HAYDN.     S.  M. 


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Francis  Joseph  Haydn.     iSoo. 


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1.  Dear  Lord      and  Mas  -  ter        mine  ! 


Thy   hap    -    py      ser  -  vant       see  ; 


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LINWOOD.     L.  M. 


Gioacchimo  'Rossini.     1829. 


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373 


0  Master,  let  me  walk  with  thee 
In  lowly  paths  of  service  free  ; 
Tell  me  thy  secret;  help  me  bear 
The  strain  of  toil,  the  fret  of  care. 

Help  me  the  slow  of  heart  to  move 
By  some  clear  winning  word  of  love; 
Teach  me  the  wayward  feet  to  stay, 
And  guide  them  in  the  homeward  way, 


3  Teach  me  thy  patience ;  still  with  thee 
In  closer,  dearer  company. 

In  work  that  keeps  faith  sweet  and  strong, 
In  trust  that  triumphs  over  wrong; 

4  In  hope  that  sends  a  shining  ray 

Far  down  the  Future's  broadening  way, 
In  peace  that  only  thon.canst  give, 
With  thee,  O  Master,  let  me  live ! 

Washington  Gladden.     1879. 


374 

1  Dear  Lord  and  Master  mine  ! 

Thy  happy  servant  see  ; 
My  Conqueror !  with  what  joy  divine 
Thy  captive  clings  to  thee  ! 

2  I  would  not  walk  alone, 

But  still  with  thee,  my  God, 
At  every  step  my  blindness  own, 
And  ask  of  thee  the  road. 

3  The  weakness  I  enjoy 

That  casts  me  on  thy  breast; 


The  conflicts  that  thy  strength  employ 
Make  me  divinely  blest. 

Dear  Lord  and  Master  mine  ! 

Still  keep  thy  servant  true  ; 
My  Guardian  and  my  Guide  divine ! 

Bring,  bring  thy  pilgrim  through. 

My  Conqucrer  and  my  King ! 

Still  keep  me  in  thy  train  ; 
And  with  thee  thy  glad  captive  bring 

When  thou  return'st  to  reign. 

Thomas  H.  GiU.     1859. 


200 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


BERA.      L.  M. 


John  E.  Gould.    1851. 


1.    Je  •  BUS,  and  shall  it      ev  -  er       be,        A    mor-tal  man    a  -  shamed  of   thee? 


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2  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  sooner  far 
Let  evenino;  blush  to  own  a  star; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  Ught  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Xesus  !  that  dear  Friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend ! 
No;  when  I  blush  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

1 4  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  yes,  I  may, 
•      When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away ; 
'      No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

5  Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain  ! 
And  O,  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me ! 

Joseph  Grigg,    1765. 


1  Fountain  of  grace,  rich,  full,  and  free, 
What  need  I,  that  is  not  in  thee  ? 
Full  pardon,  strength  to  meet  the  day, 
And  peace  which  none  can  take  away. 

2  Doth  sickness  fill  my  heart  with  fear? 
'Tis  sweet  to  know  that  thou  art  near; 
Am  1  with  dread  of  justice  tried? 

'Tis  sweet  to  know  that  Christ  hath  died. 

3  In  life,  thy  promises  of  aid 
Forbid  my  heart  to  be  afraid ; 

In  death,  peace  gently  veils  the  eyes; 
Christ  rose,  and  I  shall  surely  rise. 

4  O  all-sufficient  Saviour,  be 
This  all-sufficiency  to  me; 

Nor  pain,  nor  sin,  nor  death  can  harm 
The  weakest,  shielded  by  thine  arm. 

James  Ed/neston.     1844. 


ITS    ASPIRATION. 
GRACE    CHURCH.     L.  M. 


201 


Ignace  Pleyel. 


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1.  O  God  !  thou  art    my  God      a  -  lone  ;    Ear  -  ly     to    thee    my  soul  shall  cry, 

A      -^      ♦       ,,  ^        ^         -^     ^2-- 


A    pil-grim.    in        a    land     un-known,      A   thirsty  land,  whose  springs  are  dry. 


377 

2  O  that  it  were,  as  it  hath  been, 
When,  praying  in  the  holy  place, 
Thy  power  and  glory  I  have  seen. 
And  marked  the  footsteps  of  thy  grace  ! 

3  Yet,  through  this  rough  and  thorny  maze, 
I  follow  hard  on  thee,  my  God ! 

Thy  hand  unseen  upholds  my  ways ; 
I  safely  tread  where  thou  hast  trod. 

4  Thee,  in  the  watches  of  the  night. 
When  I  remember  on  my  bed, 

Thy  presence  makes  the  darkness  light ; 
Thy  guardian  wings  are  round  my  head. 

5  Better  than  life  itself  thy  love, 
Dearer  than  all  beside  to  me ; 

For  whom  have  I  in  heaven  above. 

Or  what  on  earth,  compared  with  thee  ? 

yames  Montgomery.     1822. 


378 

1  Mt  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee  ; 
Amid  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 

2  Why  shouldlny  passions  mix  with  earth 
And  thus  debase  my  heavenly  birth? 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour  go? 

3  Call  me  awaj^  from  flesh  and  sense ; 
One  sovereign  word  shall  drawme  thence; 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine. 

And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4  Be  earth,  with  all  her  scenes  withdrawn, 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone ; 

In  secret  silence  of  the  mind 

My  heaven,  and  there  my  God,  I  find. 

Isaac  JVatti.    1709. 


203  THE     CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 

FLEMMING.      1  Is  &  5s,  or  8s  &  6s. 


f.  FlemmiHg. 


1.  From  the  re  -  cess  -  es   of   a    lowly    spirit,     Our  humble  prayer  ascends  ;  0  Father, 

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hear  it,      Up  soaring  on  the  wings  of  awe  and  meekness  ;  Forgive  its  weak-ness  ! 


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379 

2  We  see  thy  hand ;  it  leads  ns,  it  sup- 

ports us ; 
We  hear  thy  voice ;  it  counsels  and  it 

courts  us ;  [kindness 

And  then  we  turn  away  ;  and  still  tliy 
Forgives  our  blindness. 

3  O  liow  loufT-suffcring,  Lord  !  but  thou 

deliii'litest 
To  win  with  love  the  wandering ;  thou 

invitest,  [terrors, 

By  smiles  of  mercy,  not  by  frowns  or 
Man  from  his  errors. 

4  Father  and  Saviour !  plant  within  each 

bosom  [so  111 

The  seeds  of  holiness,  and  bid  them  blos- 

In  fragrance  and  in  beauty  bright  and 

And  spring  eternal.  [vernal, 

5  Then   place   them   in   thine  .everlasting 

gardens,  [wardens ; 

Where  angels  walk,  and  seraphs  are  the 
Where   every  flower   escaped   through 

death's  dark  portal. 

Becomes  immortal. 

John  Boiuring.     1825. 


1  O  HOLY  Saviour,  Friend  unseen  ! 
Since  on  thine  arm  thou  bidVt  mc  lean, 
Help     mc,    throughout    life's    changing 

scene, 
By  faith  to  cling  to  thee  I 

2  Blest  with  this  fellowship  divine, 
Take  what  thou  wilt,  I'll  not  repine; 
For,  as  the  branches  to  the  vine, 

My  soul  would  cling  to  thee. 

3  What  though  the  world  deceitful  prove, 
And  earthly  friends  and  hopes  remove ; 
With  patient,  uncomplaining  love, 

Still  would  I  cling  to  thee. 

4  Though  oft  I  seein  to  tread  alone 
Life's   dreary  waste,  with   thorns  o'er- 

grown. 
Thy  voice  of  love,  in  gentlest  tone, 
Still  whispers,  "  Cling  to  me  ! " 

5  Though  faith  and  hope  arc  often  tried, 
I  ask  not,  need  not,  aught  beside; 

So  safe,  so  calm,  so  satisfied, 

The  soul  that  clings  to  thee ! 

Charlotte  Elliot.    1834. 


PRAYER. 


203 


SWEET    HOUR    OF 


PRAYER. 


L, 


M.  D. 


William  B.  Bradbury. 
1st.  3d. 


j  Sweet  hour  of  prayer !  sweet  hour  of  prayer !  That  calls  me  from  a  world   of  care, 

(      And  bids  me,    at     my    Father's  throne,  Make  all  my  wants  and  [Omit J     wish-es  known  : 


D.  c.  And  oft 


es-caped  the  tempt-er's  snare, 
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By  thy  re  -  turn,  sweet  [Omit ]    hour    of  prayer. 


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dig  -  tress     and  grief, 

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381 


Sweet  hour  of  prayer!   sweet  hour  of 

prayer ! 
Thy  wings  shall  my  petition  bear 
To  him,  whose  truth  and  faithfulness 
Engage  the  waiting  soul  to  bless : 
And,  since  he  bids  me  seek  his  face, 
Believe  his  word,  and  trust  his  grace, 
I'll  cast  on  him  my  every  care, 
And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  prayer  I 

Sweet  hour  of  prayer !    sweet  hour  of 

prayer ! 
May  I  thy  consolations  share, 
Till,  from  Mount  Pisgah's  lofty  height, 
I  view  my  home,  and  take  my  flight : 
This  robe  of  flesh  I'll  drop,  and  rise, 
To  seize  the  everlasting  prize  ; 
And  shout,  while  passing  through  the  air, 
Farewell, ♦farewell,  sweet  hour  of  prayer! 

IV.  W.  Wal/ord.     1846. 


382 


I  OcR  Father  God  !  not  face  to  face 
May  mortal  sense  commune  with  thee, 


Nor  lift  the  curtains  of  that  place 
Where  dwells  thy  secret  Majesty : 
Yet  wheresoe'er  our  spirits  bend 
In  reverent  faith  and  humble  prayer, 
Thy  promised  blessing  will  descend, 
And  we  shall  find  thy  spirit  there. 

Lord !  be  the  spot  where  now  we  meet 
An  open  gateway  into  heaven ; 
Here  may  we  sit  at  Jesus'  feet, 
And  feel  our  deepest  sins  forgiven. 
Here  may  desponding  care  look  up ; 
And  sorrow  lay  its  burden  down. 
Or  learn,  of  him,  to  drink  the  cup. 
To  bear  the  cross,  and  win  the  crown. 

Here  may  the  sick  and  wandering  soul 
To  truth  still  blind,  to  sin  a  slave. 
Find  better  than  Bethesda's  pool. 
Or  than  Siloam's  healing  wave. 
And  may  we  learn,  while  here  apart 
From  the  world's  passion  and  its  strife, 
That  thy  true  shrine's  a  loving  heart. 
And  thy  best  praise  a  holy  life ! 

E.  H.  Chapin, 


204 


THE     CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


GERMANY 


Ludwig  von  Beethoven.     (1770— 1827.) 


1.  In  sleep's  serene  ob 


liv  -  ion   laid 


safe  -  ly  passed  the  si    - 


lent  night; 


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the   breaking  shade 


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drink  a  -  gain   the  morn 


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2  New-born,  I  bless  the  waking  hour ; 
Once  more,  with  awe,  rejoice  to  be ; 
My  conscious  soul  resumes  her  power, 
And  springs,  my  guardian  God,  to  thee. 

3  O  guide  me  through  the  various  maze 
My  doubtful  feet  are  doomed  to  tread  ; 
And  spread  thy  shield's  protecting  blaze. 
When  dangers  press  around  my  head. 

4  A  deeper  shade  will  soon  impend, 
A  deeper  sleep  mine  eyes  oppress; 
Yet  then  thy  strength  shall  still  defend. 
Thy  goodness  still  delight  to  bless. 

5  That  deeper  shade  shall  break  away, 
That  deeper  sleep  shall  leave  mine  eyes; 
Thy  light  shall  give  eternal  day, 

Thy  love,  the  rapture  of  the  skies. 

yohn  Hawkesworih.     1773. 


ADRIAN.     S.  M. 


384 


Lord  God  of  morning  and  of  night, 
We  thank  thee  for  thy  gift  of  light : 
As  in  the  dawn  the  shadows  fly, 
W^e  seem  to  find  thee  now  more  nigh. 
Fresh  hopes  have  wakened  in  the  heart, 
Fresh  force  to  do  our  daily  part ; 
Thy  thousand  sleeps  our  sti'cngth  restore, 
A  thousand-fold  to  serve  thee  more. 
Yet  wliilst  thy  will  we  Avould  pursue, 
Oft  what  we  would  we  cannot  do; 
The  sun  may  stand  in  zenith  skies. 
But  on  the  soul  thick  midnight  lies. 
O  Lord  of  lights,  'tis  thou  alone    [own ; 
Canst  make  our  darkened  hearts  thine 
Though  this  new  day  with  joy  we  see, 
0  dawn  of  God,  we  cry  for  thee. 

Francis  Turner  Palgrave.     1867. 


John  E.  Gould.     1851. 


might  -  y       God,      to  -  night 


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205 


RETREAT.     L.  M. 


Thomas  Hastings.     1840. 


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385 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads, 

A  place  than  all  besides  more  sweet : 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where   friend   holds    fellowship    with 

friend ; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  There,  there  on  eagles'  wings  we  soar, 
And  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more, 
And  heav'n  comes  down  our  souls  to 

greet,    ' 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

5  0  let  my  hand  forget  her  skill. 
My  tongue  be  silent,  cold  and  still. 
This  bounding  heart  forget  to  beat. 
If  I  forget  thy  mercy-seat ! 

Hugh  Stozvell,     1832. 


1  My  God,  is  any  hour  so  sweet, 
From  blush  of  morn  to  evening  star. 
As  that  which  calls  me  to  thy  feet. 
The  calm  and  holy  hour  of  prayer? 

2  Then  is  my  strength  by  thee  renewed ; 
Then  are  my  sins  by  thee  forgiven ; 

.  Then  dost  thou  cheer  my  solitude, 
'-^Vith   clear    and  beauteous    liopes    of 
heaven, 

3  No  words  can  tell  what  sweet  relief, 
There  for  my  every  want  I  find ; 
What  strength  for  warfare,  balm  for  grief, 
What  deep  and  cheerful  peace  of  mind  ! 

4  Lord,  till  I  reach  the  blissful  shore, 
No  privilege  so  dear  shall  be. 

As  thus  my  inmost  soul  to  pour 
lu  faithful,  filial  prayer  to  thee  ! 

Charlotte  Elliot.     1834. 


387 


Almighty  God,  to-night 
To  thee  for  help  we  pra)' ; 

To  whom  the  darkness  is  as  light, 
And  midnight  like  the  day. 

Thy  tender  love  and  care 
Prepares  our  peaceful  bed ; 

But  thou,  O  Saviour,  hadst  not  where 
To  lay  thy  blessed  head. 


3  O  keep  us  now  from  harm. 

As  thou  hast  done  before  ; 
And  let  thine  everlasting  arm 
Be  round  us  evermore. 

4  Let  holy  angels  stand 

About  us  every  night, 
Until  they  bear  us  to  the  land 
Of  everlasting  light. 

John  M.  Neale.     1854. 


20G 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


ABIDE    IN    ME. 


Arthur  H.  D.  Troyte,  A.  1859. 


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1.  Abide  in  me,  O  Lord,  and  |    I         in    |  thee, 


From  this  good  hour,  O  leave  me  |   nev  -  er-  |  more  ; 


Abide  in  me ;  o'ershadow  by  thy  love 

Each  half-formed  purpose  and  dark  Ihouglit  of  sin; 
Quench  ere  it  rise  each  selfish,  low  desire, 

And  keep  my  soul  as  thine,  calm  and  divine. 

3  As  some  rare  perfume  in  a  vase  of  clay, 

Pervades  it  with  a  fragrance  not  its  own, 
So,  when  thou  dwellest  in  a  mortal  soul. 

All  heaven's  own  sweetness  seems  around  it  thrown. 

4  Abide  in  me :  there  have  been  moments  blest. 

When  I  have  heard  thy  voice  and  felt  thy  power; 
Then  evil  lost  its  grasj^  and  passion  hushed. 
Owned  the  divine  enchantment  of  the  hour. 

5  These  were  but  seasons  beautiful  and  rare ; 

Abide  in  me,  and  they  shall  ever  be ; 
Fulfil  at  once  thy  precept  and  my  prayer, 
Come,  and  abide  in  me,  and  I  in  thee. 


KUCKEN.     7s. 


Harriet  Beecker  Siowe. 


From  KUcken. 


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1.  Heavenly  Father,  to  whose  eye 


Fu-  ture  things  unfolded  lie. 


Thro'  the  des-ert 


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Let    thy  counsels  guide  my  way, 

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Let    thy  counsels  guide  my  way. 


PR  A  YER. 


207 


BOYLSTON.     S.  M. 


1.  Jesus,  who  knows  full  well 

The  heart  of  every  saint, 


LoTvell  Mason.     1832. 


Invites  us  all,  our  griefs  to  tell, 

To  pray  and  never  faint. 


2  He  bows  his  g^-acious  ear, 

We  never  plead  in  vain  ; 

Tlien  let  us  wait  till  he  appear, 

And  pray,  and  pray  again. 

3  Jesns,  the  Lord,  will  hear 

His  chosen  when  they  cry ; 
Yes,  though  he  may  awhile  forbear. 
He'll  help  them  from  on  high. 

4  Then  let  us  earnest  cry. 

And  never  faint  in  prayer ; 
He  sees,  he  hears,  and,  from  on  high. 
Will  make  our  cause  his  care. 

John  Newton.     1779. 

1  Jesus,  my  Strength,  my  Hope, 

On  thee  I  cast  my  care ; 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 
And  know  thou  hear'st  my  prayer ; 

2  Give  me  on  thee  to  wait, 

Till  I  can  all  things  do ; 


On  thee.  Almighty  to  create, 
Almighty  to  renew. 

3  I  want  a  sober  mind, 

A  self-renouncing  will. 
That  tramples  down,  and  casts  behind. 
The  baits  of  pleasing  ill ; 

4  A  soul  inured  to  pain. 

To  hardship,  grief,  and  loss; 
B'old  to  take  up,  firm  to  sustain, 
The  consecrated  cross. 

5  I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick  discerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 
And  sees  the  tempter  fly  ; 

6  A  spirit  still  prepared. 

And  armed  with  jealous  care ; 
For  ever  standing  on  its  guard, 
And  watching  unto  prayer. 

Charles  Wesley,     ^-^i. 


391 

1  Heavenly  Father,  to  whose  eye 
Future  things  unfolded  lie. 
Through  the  desert  where  I  stray. 
Let  thy  counsels  guide  my  way. 

2  Lord,  uphold  me  day  by  day, 
Shed  a  light  upon  my  way. 

Guide  me  through  perplexing  snares. 
Care  for  me  in  all  my  cares. 

3  All  I  ask  for  is — enough  ; 
Only,  when  the  way  is  rough, 


Let  thy  rod  and  staff  impart 
Strength  and  courage  to  my  heail. 

4  Should  thy  wisdom,  Lord,  decree 
Trials  long  and  sharp  for  me. 
Pain  or  sorrow,  care  or  shame, 
Father,  glorify  thy  name  ! 

5  Let  me  neither  faint  nor  fear, 
Feeling  still  that  thou  art  near; 
In  the  course  my  Saviour  trod. 
Tending  still  tothee,  my  God. 

Josiah  Conder.     1837. 


208 


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My       all     to   thy  cov  -  e  -  nant  care 
D.  s.  And    fast    as  my  moments  roll  on. 


I,     sleep-ing  or   wak  -  ing,  re  -  sign  ; 
They  bring  me  but  near-er    to    thee. 


If    thou   art  my  shield  and  my     sun.         The  night   is      no  dark-ness    to    me ; 


392 


Thy  ministering  spints  descend, 
And  watch  while  thy  saints  aiV  asleep ; 
By  day  and  by  night  they  attend, 
The  heirs  of  salvation  to  keep  :  [tlirone. 
Bright    seraphs,    dispatched    from    the 
Fly  swift  to  their  stations  assigned. 
And  angels  elect  are  sent  down, 
To  guard  the  redeemed  of  mankind. 

Thy  worship  no  interval  knows; 
Their  fervor  is  still  on  the  wing ; 
And,  while  they  protect  my  repose, 
They  chant  to  the  praise  of  my  King: 
I,  too,  at  the  season  ordained. 
Their  chorus  for  ever  shall  join  ; 
And  love  and  adore,  without  end. 
Their  gracious  Creator,  and  mine. 

Augustus  M.  Toplady.     1774. 


393 


What,  though  my  frail  eyelids  refuse 
Continual  watching  to  keep. 
And,  punctual  as  midnight  renews, 
Demand  the  refreshment  of  sleep  ? 
A  sovereign  Protector  I  have, 
Unseen,  yet  forever  at  hand ; 
Unchangeably  faithful  to  save. 
Almighty  to  rule  and  command. 

From  evil  secure,  and  its  dread, 
I  rest,  if  my  Saviour  is  nigh; 
And  songs  his  kind  presence,  indeed, 
Shall  in  the  night-season  supply ; 
He  smiles,  and  my  comforts  abound ; 
His  grace,  as  the  dew,  shall  descend ; 
And  walls  of  salvation  surround 
The  soul  he  delights  to  defend. 

Augustus  M.  Toplady.     1774. 


PR  A  YER. 


209 


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Would  my  wea-ry    soul  re-cline. 
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am  weakness,  thou  art  might ; 


394 

2  Thou  art  ready  to  forgive, 
Thou  canst  bid  the  sinner  live  ; 
Guide  the  wanderer  day  by  day, 
In  the  strait  and  narrow  way. 
Hearken  to  my  tender  prayer. 
Let  nie  thine  own  image  bear; 
Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more 
Till  I  reach  heaven's  blissful  shore. 

CYPRUS.     7s. 


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I    am  darkness,  thou  art  light ; 

Thou  canst  fit  me  by  thy  grace 
For  the'  heavenly  dwelling-place  ; 
All  thy  promises  are  sure, 
Ever  shall  thy  love  endure ; 
Then  what  more  could  I  desire, 
How  to  greater  bliss  aspire  \ 
All  I  need,  in  thee  I  see, 
Thou  art  all  in  all  to  me. 

Thomas  Hastings. 

Felix  Mendelssohn-Bartkoldy.     (1809 — 1847.) 

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Help  us,  that  we  falter  not, 

Though  the  fields  are  white  and 

And  the  reapers,  sorely  pressed. 
Call  for  aid  on  every  side. 

Guide  us,  that  with  swifter  feet 
We  may  speed  us  on  our  Avay, 


wide. 


Leading  darkened  nations  forth 
Into  thine  eternal  day. 

Sweet  the  service,  blest  the  toil ; 

Thine  alone  the  glory  be ; 
0  baptize  our  souls  anew  ; 

Consecrate  us  all  to  thee. 

A.  D.  F.  Lock-wood. 


210 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


HORTON.     7s. 


Xavier  Schnyder  van  Wartensee,     1786. 


1.  Come,  my  soul,  tliy    suit  pre  -  pare,         Je  -  sus  loves    to        an-swer  prayer ; 

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2  With  my  burden  I  begin  : — 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin  ; 
Let  thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt. 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

3  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 
There,  thy  sovereign  right  maintain, 
And,  without  a  rival,  reign. 

4  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here. 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer ; 

Be  nty  Guide,  my  Guard,  my  Friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

5  Show  me  what  T  liave  to  do, 
Every  hour  my  strength  renew ; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith. 

Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 

John  Newton.     1779 


397 

1  Prince  of  Peace,  control  ray  will ; 
Bid  this  struggling  heart  be  still; 
Bid  my  fears  and  doublings  cease ; 
Hush  my  spirit  into  peace. 

2  Thou  hast  bought  me  with  tliy  blood, 
C)pened  wide  the  gate  to  God ; 
I*eace  I  ask — but  peace  must  be, 
Lord,  in  being  one  with  thee, 

3  May  thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done ; 
May  thy  will  and  mine  be  one ; 
Chase  these  donbtings  frt)m  my  heart; 
Now  thy  perfect  peace  impart. 

4  Saviour,  at  thy  feet  I  fall ; 
Thou  my  life,  my  Lord,  my  all ! 
Let  thy  happy  servant  be 

One  forevermore  with  thee  ! 

Mary  A.  S.  Barber.     183$. 


PR  A  YER. 


211 


ALETTA.     7s. 


Williatn  B.  Bradbury. 


1.  They  who  seek    the  throne  of    grace 


Find  that  throne  in     ev    -   ery    place ; 


In  our  sickness  and  our  health, 
In  our  want,  or  in  our  wealth. 
If  we  look  to  God  in  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

When  our  earthly  comforts  fail. 
When  the  foes  of  life  prevail, 

SHIRLAND.      S.  M. 


'Tis  the  time  for  earnest  prayer: 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

4  Then,  my  soul,  in  every  strait. 
To  thy  Father  come,  and  wait; 
He  will  answer  every  prayer; 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

Oliver  Holden,  ab.  i8oo. 
Satnuel  Stanley.     i8oo. 


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2  My  soul,  ask  what  thou  wilt. 

Thou  canst  not  be  too  bold ; 
Since  his  own  blood  for  thee  he  spilt, 
What  else  can  he  withhold  ? 

3  Thine  image,  Lord,  bestow, 

Thy  presence  and  thy  love ; 


I  ask  to  serve  thee  here  below, 
And  reign  with  thee  above, 

4  Teach  me  to  live  by  faith, 
Conform  my  will  to  thine, 
Let  me  victorious  be  in  death. 
And  then  in  glory  shine. 

yoAn  NewtoH,     1779. 


212 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


PARACLETE.     7s  &  3s 


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2  Gird  thy  heavenly  armor  on, 

Wear  it  ever  night  and  day; 
Ambushed  lies  the  evil  one : 
Watch  and  pray. 

3  Hear  the  victors  who  o'ercame ; 

Still  they  mark  each  warrior's  way 
All  with  warning  voice  exclaim, — 
Watch  and  pray. 

BLAKESLEY.     C.  M. 


4  Hear,  above  all,  hear  thy  Lord  ; 

Him  thou  lovest  to  obey  ; 
Hide  within  thy  heart  his  word, — 
Watch  and  pray. 

5  Watch,  as  if  on  that  alone 

Hung  the  issue  of  the  day ; 
Pray  that  help  may  be  sent  down  : 
AVatch  and  pray. 

Charlotte  Elliott. 
From  "  Geistliche  Lieder" 


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SERENITY. 


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Arr./rom  William  Vincent  Wallace.     (1814 — 1865.) 


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2  .Lord,  I  desire  with  thee  to  live 

Anew  from  day  to  day, 
In  joys  the  world  can  never  give, 
Nor  ever  take  away. 

3  Blest  Jesus,  come  and  rule  my  heart, 

And  make  me  wholly  thine. 
That  I  may  never  more  depart, 
Nor  grieve  thy  love  divine. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last,  expiring  breath. 

Thy  goodness  I'll  adore  ; 
And  when  my  frame  dissolves  in  death, 
My  soul  shall  love  thee  more. 

Benjamin  Cleveland.     1790. 


402 


Searcher  of  hearts  !  from  mine  erase 
All  thoughts  that  should  not  be, 

And  in  its  deep  recesses  trace 
My  gratitude  to  thee  ! 

nearer  of  prayer  !  O,  guide  aright 
Each  word  and  deed  of  mine ; 

Life's  battle  teach  me  how  to  fight. 
And  be  the  victory  thine. 

Father,  and  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost ! 

Thou  glorious  Three  in  One ! 
Thou  knowest  best  what  I  need  most, 
■  And  let  thy  will  be  done. 

George  P.  Morris. 


403 

1  The  twilight  falls,  the  nigl  ■;  is  near, 

I  fold  my  work  away, 
And  kneel  to  One  who  bends  to  hear 
The  story  of  the  day. 

2  The  old,  old  story ;  yet  I  kneel 

To  tell  it  at  thy  call. 
And  cares  grow  lighter  as  I  feel 
That  Jesus  knows  them  all. 

3  Thou  knowest  all :  I.  lean  my  head  ; 

My  weary  eyelids  close  ; 


Content  and  glad  awhile  to  tread 
This  path,  since  Jesus  knows. 

4  And  he  has  loved  me  :  All  my  heart 

With  answering  love  is  stirred. 
And  every  anguished  pain  and  smart 
Finds  healing  in  the  word. 

5  So  here  I  lay  me  down  to  rest, 

As  nightly  shadows  fall. 
And  lean  confiding  on  his  breast 
Who  knows  and  pities  all. 

Unknown  A  uther- 


214 


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MARLOW.     C.  M 


English  Melody.    Arr.  by  Lowell  Mason,     183a. 


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2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea, 

With  this  I  venture  nigh  ; 
Thou  callest  burdened  souls  to  thee, 
And  such,  O  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bowed  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin. 

By  Satan  sorely  prest, 
By  war  without,  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding-place,- 

That,  sheltered  near  thy  side, 
I  may  my  fierce  accuser  face. 
And  tell  iiim,  thou  hast  died ! 

5  O  wondrous  love!  to  bleed  and  die, 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame. 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  plead  thy  gracious  name  ! 

yohn  Newton.     1779. 
405 

I  Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire. 
Uttered  or  unexpressed  ; 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire, 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 


2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh ; 

The  falling  of  a  tear. 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye. 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech, 

That  infant  li[)s  can  try  ; 
Prayer,  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath. 

The  Christian's  native  air: 
His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death ; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice. 

Returning  from  his  ways; 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry,  "Behold  he  prays!" 

6  0  thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 

The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way  ! 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod ; 
Lord,  teach  us,  how  to  [iray. 

jfames  Montgomery.     iSiQ. 


HURSLEY.     L.  M. 


PRAYER— TRUST.  215 

From  F.  J.  Haydn.    Arr.  by  William  Henry  Monk.     1861. 


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2  Prayer  makes  the  darkened  clouds  with- 

draw, 
Prayer  cUrabs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw, 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love. 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight ; 
Prayer    makes    the    Christian's    armor 

bright ; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 
The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Have  you  no  words  ?     Ah,  think  again  I 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  a  fellow-creature's  ear 

With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

5  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent, 

Our  cheerful  song  would  oftener  be, 
"  Hear  what  the  Lord  hath  done  for  me  !" 

William  Covjjier.     1779. 


1  My  Lord,  how  full  of  sweet  content, 
I  pass  my  years  of  banishment ! 
Where'er  I  dwell,  I  dwell  with  thee, 
Li  heaven,  in  earth,  or  on  the  sea. 

2  To  me  remains  nor  place  nor  time ; 
My  country  is  in  every  clime : 

I  can  be  calm  and  free  from  care 
On  any  shore,  since  God  is  there. 

3  W^hile    place    we    seek,   or    place    we 

shun. 
The  soul  finds  happiness  in  none; 
But  with  a  God  to  guide  our  way, 
'Tis  equal  joy,  to  go  or  stay. 

4  Could  I  be  cast  where  thou  art  not, 
That  w^ere  indeed  a  dreadful  lot ; 
But  regions  none  remote  I  call, 
Secure  of  finding  God  in  all. 


Madame  J.  B.  de  la  Motte  Guyon. 
Tr.  by  William  Covjper.     1782. 


1701. 


216 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


STATE   STREET.     S.  M 


y.  C.  IVoodman. 


2  He  whispers,  in  my  breast, 

Sweet  words  of  lioly  cheer, 
How  he,  who  seeks  in  God  his  rest, 
Shall  ever  find  him  near; 

3  How  God  hath  built  above 

A  city  fair  and  new, 
Where  eye  and  heart  shall  see  and  prove 
What  faith  has  counted  true. 

4  My  heart  for  gladness  springs, 

It  cannot  more  be  sad  ; 
For  very  joy  it  laughs  and  sings. 
Sees  naught  but  sunshine  glad. 

5  The  sun,  that  glads  mine  eyes, 

Is  Christ,  the  Lord  I  love ; 

ILLA.     L.  M. 


I  sing  for  joy  of  that,  which  lies 
Stored  up  for  me  above. 

Ger.^  Paul  Gerhardt.     1650. 

7>.,  Catherine  IVinkworth.     1855. 

1  A\  niLE  my  Redeemer's  neaif. 

My  Shepherd  and  my  Guide, 
I  bid  farewell  to  anxious  fear ; 
My  wants  are  all  supplied. 

2  To  ever-fragrant  meads. 

Where  rich  abundance  grows, 

His  gracious  hand  indulgent  leads, 

And  guards  my  sweet  repose. 

3  Dear  Shepherd  !  if  I  stray. 

My  wandering  feet  restore  ; 
To  thy  fair  pastures  guide  my  way, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

Anne  Steele.     1760. 


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HALLE.     7s. 


Francis  Joseph  Haydn.     1798. 


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2  When  thy  days  are  veiled  in  night, 
Christ  shall  give  thee  heavenly  light 
Seem  they  wearisome  and  long, 
Yet  in  him  thou  shalt  be  strong. 

3  Cold  and  wintry  though  they  prove, 
Thine  the  sunshine  of  his  love ; 


Or  with  fervid  heat  opprest, 
In  his  shadow  thou  shalt  rest. 

4  AVhen  thy  days  on  earth  are  past, 
Christ  shall  call  thee  home  at  last, 
His  redeeming  love  to  praise. 
Who  hath  strengthened  all  thy  days. 

Frances  Ridley  Havergal.     1871. 


1  Deem  not  that  they  are  blest  alone 
Whose  lives  a  peaceful  tenor  keep  ; 
The  anointed  Son  of  God  makes  known 
A  blessing  for  the  eyes  that  weep. 

2  The  light  of  smiles  shall  fill  again 
The  lids  that  overflow  with  tears ; 
And  wear}'  hours  of  woe  and  pain 
Are  promises  of  happier  years. 

3  0  there  are  days  of  sunny  rest 
For  every  dark  and  troubled  night ; 
And  grief  may  bide,  an  eveninsi  crtiest, 
But  joy  shall  come  with  early  light. 


4  And  thou,  who  o'er  thy  friend's  low  bier 
Dost  shed  the  bitter  drops  like  rain, 
Hope  that  a  brighter,  happier  sphere 
Will  give  him  to  thy  arms  again. 

5  Xor  let  the  good  man's  trust  depart. 
Though  life  its  common  gifts  deny ; 
Though,  with  a  pierced  and  broken  heart, 
And  spurned  of  men,  he  goes  to  die. 

6  For  God  has  marked  each  sorrowing  day, 
And  nuYnbered  every  secret  tear. 

And  heaven's  long  age  of  bliss  shall  pay 
For  all  his  children  suffer  here. 

William  Cullen  Bryant.     xSa*. 


218 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


THOU    KNOWEST,  LORD 


Joteph  Barnby. 


1.  Thou  knowest.  Lord, the  weariness  and  sorrow  Of  the  sad  heart  that  comes  to  thee  for  rest ; 


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2  Thou  knowest  all  the  past:  how  long  and  blindly 

On  the  dark  mountains  the  lost  wanderer  strayed ; 
How  the  good  Shepherd  followed,  and  how  kindly 

He  bore  it  home,  upon  his  shoulders  laid ; 
And  healed  the  bleeding  wounds,  and  soothed  the  pain, 

And  brought  back  life,  and  hope,  and  strength  again. . 

3  Thou  knowest  all  the  present ;  each  temptation, 

Each  toilsome  duty,  each  foreboding  fear ; 
All  to  each  one  assigned  of  tribulation. 

Or  to  beloved  ones,  than  self  more  dear ; 
AJl  pensive  memories,  as  we  journey  on, 

Longing  for  vanished  smiles  and  voices  gone. 

4  Thou  knowest  all  the  future ;  gleams  of  gladness 

By  stormy  clouds  too  quickly  overcast ; 
Hours  of  sweet  fellowship  and  parting  sadness, 

And  the  dark  river  to  be  crossed  at  last. 
0  what  could  hope  and  confidence  afford 

To  tread  that  path;  but  this,  Thou  knowest.  Lord! 

5  Therefore  we  come,  thy  gentle  call  obeying. 

And  lay  our  sins  and  sorrows  at  thy  feet; 
On  everlasting  strength  our  weakness  staying. 

Clothed  in  thy  robe  of  righteousness  complete : 
Then  rising  and  refreshed,  we  leave  thy  Throne, 

And  follow  on  to  know  as  we  are  known,     jane  BorthwUk. 


1863. 


TRUST    IN    TIME     OF    NEED. 


219 


ALL'S   WELL. 

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All  will  be  well :  ^ 
Ours  is  such  a  full  salvation  ; 

All,  all  is  well. 
Happy  still  in  God  confiding, 
Fruitful,  if  in  Christ  abiding, 
Holy,  through  the  Spirit's  guiding, 

All  must  be  well. 

ST.  AGNES.     C.  M. 


3  We  expect  a  brio-ht  to-morrow  ; 

All  will  be  well ; 
Faith  can  sing  through  days  of  sorrow. 

All,  all  is  well. 
On  our  Father's  love  relying, 
Jesus  every  need  supplying, 
Or  in  living,  or  in  dying, 

All  must  be  well. 

Mary  B.  Peters.     1847. 


y.  B.  Dykes. 


1.  Father  of  love,  our  Guide  and  Friend, 


O  lead  us  gently  on, 


Unto  life's  trial  time  shall  end,  And  heavenly  peace  be  won. 


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2  ^^  e  know  not  what  the  path  may  be, 

As  yet  by  us  untrod ; 
But  we  can  trust  our  all  to  thee, 
Our  Father  and  our  God. 

3  But  if  some  darker  lot  be  good, 

O  teach  us  to  endure 
The  sorrow,  pain,  or  solitude, 
That  makes  the  spirit  pure. 


4  Christ  by  no  flowery  pathway  came, 

And  we,  his  servants  here. 
Must  do  thy  will  and  praise  thy  Name, 
In  hope,  and  love,  and  fear, 

5  And  till  in  heaven  we  sinless  bow, 

And  faultless  anthems  raise, 
O  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  now 
Accept  our  feeble  praise. 

IVilliam  J.  Irons.    1853. 


220 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 
WOODBURY.     7s.    D. 


From  Donizetti. 


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On  thee,  O  my  God,  I  rest, 

Letting  life  float  calmly  on ; 
For  I  know  the  last  is  best, 

When  the  crown  of  joy  is  won 
In  thy  might  all  things  I  bear, 

In  thy  love  find  bitter,  sweet, 
And  with  all  my  grief  and  care, 

Sit  in  patience  at  thy  feet. 

THATCHER.     S.  M. 


I  III 

I  yield.    And  my     sor  -  rows  are  thine  own. 


Let  thy  mercy's  wings  be  spread 

O'er  me,  keep  me  close  to  thee ; 
In  the  peace  thy  love  doth  shed, 

Let  me  dwell  eternally  ! 
Be  my  all :  in  all  I  do. 

Let  me  only  seek  thy  will ; 
When  the  heart  to  thee  is  true 

All  is  peaceful,  calm,  and  still. 

A.  H.  Francke.     1711. 

TV.,  Catherine  Wtnkworth.    1855. 

George  Frederic  Handel.     1732. 


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221 


DOWNS.     C.  M. 


Lowell  Mason.     1832. 


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416 

:  I  WORSHIP  thee,  sweet  "Will  of  God  ! 
And  all  thy  ways  adore  ; 
And  every  day  I  live,  I  long 
To  love  thee  more  and  more. 

2  He  always  wins  who  sides  with  God, 

To  him  no  chance  is  lost ; 
God's  will  is  sweetest  to  him,  when 
It  triumphs  at  his  cost. 

3  111,  that  God  blesses,  is  our  good, 

And  unblest  good  is  ill ; 
And  all  is  right  that  seems  most  wrong, 
If  it  be  his  dear  will ! 

4  When  obstacles  and  trials  seem 

Like  prison-walls  to  be, 
I  do  the  little  I  can  do. 
And  leave  the  rest  to  thee. 

5  I  have  no  cares,  0  blessed  Will, 

For  all  my  cares  are  thine  ; 
I  live  in  triumph,  Lord,  for  thou 
Hast  made  thy  triumphs  mine. 

Frederic  W.  Faber.     1840. 


1  When  languor  and  disease  invade 

This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  my  pain, 
And  long  to  fly  away  ; 

2  Sweet  to  look  inward,  and  attend 

The  whispers  of  his  love  ; 
Sweet  to  look  upward  to  the  place 
Where  Jesus  pleads  above ; 

3  Sweet  on  his  faithfulness  to  rest, 

Whose  love  can  never  end ; 
Sweet  on  his  covenant  of  grace 
For  all  things  to  depend  ; 

4  Sweet,  in  the  confidence  of  faith, 

To  trust  his  firm  decrees ; 
Sweet  to  lie  passive  in  his  hands. 
And  know  no  will  but  his. 

5  If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  streams, 

What  must  the  fountain  be. 
Where  saints  and  angels  draw  their  bliss 
Immediately  from  thee  ! 

Augustus  M.  Toplady.     1776. 


4- 1  8  (THATCHER.) 

2  The  soul  by  faith  reclined 

On  the  Redeemer's  breast, 
'Mid  raging  storms,  exults  to  find 
An  everlasting  rest. 

3  Sorrow  and  fear  are  gone, 

Whene'er  thy  face  appears ; 
It  stills  the  sighing  orphan's  moan, 
And  dries  the  widow's  tears. 


4  Jesus,  to  whom  I  fly. 

Doth  all  my  wishes  fill ; 
AYhat  though  created  streams  are  dry  ? 
I  have  the  fountain  still. 

5  Stripped  of  each  earthly  friend, 

I  find  them  all  in  One, 
And  peace  and  jo}'  which  never  end. 
And  heaven,  in  Christ,  alone. 

Charles  Wesley.    1749. 


223 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


ARCADIA. 


2  And  what  is  life,  'mid  toil  and  strife  ? 

What  terror  has  the  grave  ? 
Thine  arm  of  power,  in  peril's  hour, 
The  trembling  soul  will  save. 

3  In  darkest  skies,  though  storms  arise, 

I  will  not  be  dismayed  : 
O  God  of  light,  and  boundless  might, 
My  soul  on  thee  is  stayed  ! 

Thotnas  Hastings.     1839. 

1  There  is  an  eye  that  never  sleeps 

Beneath  the  wing  of  night; 
There  is  an  ear  that  never  shuts. 
When  sink  the  beams  of  light. 

2  There  is  an  arm  that  never  tires. 

When  human  strength  gives  way ; 


PROVIDENCE.     P.  M. 


Thei-e  is  a  love  that  never  fails, 
When  earthly  loves  decay. 

That  eye  is  fixed  on  seraph  throngs; 

That  arm  upholds  the  sky; 
That  ear  is  filled  with  angel  songs; 

That  love  is  throned  on  high. 

Cut  there's  a  power  which  man  can  wield 

When  mortal  aid  is  vain. 
That  eye,  that  arm,  that  love  to  reach, 

That  listening  ear  to  gain.  ' 

That  power  is  prayer,  which  soars  on  high, 
Through  Jesus,  to  the  throne ; 

And  moves  the  hand  which  moves  the 
world. 
To  bring  salvation  down  ! 

yohn  A  ikinan  Wallace.     1839. 


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BOSTON. 


421 

2  That  peace  which  suffers  and  is  strong, 

Trusts  where  it  cannot  see, 
Deenis  not  the  trial  way  too  long, 
But  leaves  the  end  with  thee ; — 

3  That  peace  which  flows  serene  and  deep, 

A  river  in  the  soul. 
Whose  banks  a  living  verdure  keep ; — 
God's  sunshine  o'er  the  whole. 

4  Such,  Father  !  give  our  hearts  such  peace, 

Whate'er  the  outward  be, 
Till  all  life's  discipline  shall  cease. 
And  we  go  home  to  thee. 

A  non.     1862. 

I  God's  glory  is  a  wondrous  thing, 
Most  sti'ange  in  all  its  ways, 
And,  of  all  things  on  earth,  least  like 
What  men  agree  to  praise. 


2  0,  blest  is  he  to  whom  is  given 

The  instinct  that  can  tell 
That  God  is  on  the  field,  when  he 
Is  most  invisible ! 

3  Workman  of  God  !  O  lose  not  heart, 

But  learn  what  God  is  like ; 
And  in  the  darkest  battle-field 
Thou  shalt  know  Avhere  to  strike. 

4  0  learn  to  scorn  the  praise  of  men ! 

O  learn  to  lose  with  God ! 
For  Jesus  won  the  world  thro'  shame, 
And  beckons  thee  his  road. 

5  And  right  is  right,  since  God  is  God ; 

And  right  the  day  must  win  ; 
To  doubt  would  be  disloyalty, 
To  falter  would  be  sin ! 

Frederic  W.  Faber.     184S. 


423  (PEOTIDENCE.) 

2  At  some  time  or  other  the  Lord  will 

provide : 
It  may  not  be  my  time, 
It  may  not  be  thy  time, 
And  yet,  in  his  own  time, 
"The  Lord  will  provide." 

3  Despond  then  no  longer ;  the  Lord  will 

And  this  be  the  token,      [provide  : 


No  word  he  hath  spoken 
Was  ever  yet  broken  ; 
"  The  Lord  will  provide." 
4  March  on,  then,  right  boldly,  the  sea 
shall  divide : 
The  pathway  made  glorious, 
With  shoutings  victorious. 
We'll  join  in  the  chorus, 
"  The  Lord  will  provide." 

Martha  Walker  Cook.     1864. 


224 


NAOMI.     C.  M. 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 

Niigeli.    A  rr.  by  Lowell  Mason.    1836. 


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2  "Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  ''  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine 

My  life  and  death  attend ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine. 
And  crown  my  journey's  end." 

Anne  Steele.     1760. 
425 

1  All  as  God  wills  !  who  wisely  heeds 

To  give  or  to  withhold. 
And  knoweth  more  of  all  my  needs 
Than  all  my  prayers  have  told. 

2  Enough,  that  blessings  undeserved 

Have  marked  my  erring  track ; 
That,  wheresoe'er  my  feet  have  swerved. 
Thy  chastening  turned  mc  back  ; 

3  That  death  seems  but  a  covered  way 

Which  opens  into  light, 
Wherein  no  blinded  child  can  stray 
Beyond  the  Father's  sight. 

4  No  longer  forward  or  behind 

I  look,  in  hope  or  fear, 


But  grateful  take  the  good  I  find, 
God's  blessing,  now  and  here. 

>A«  G.  IVhittier. 

426 

1  Calm  me,  my  God,  and  keep  mc  calm ; 

Let  thine  outstretched  wing 
Be  like  the  shade  of  Elim's  palnj. 
Beside  her  desert  spring. 

2  Yes,  keep  me  calm,  though  loud  and  rude 

The  sounds  my  ear  that  greet. 
Calm  in  the  closet's  solitude. 
Calm  in  the  bustling  street; 

3  Calm  in  the  hour  of  buoyant  health, 

Calm  in  the  hour  of  pain. 

Calm  in  my  poverty  or  wealth. 

Calm  in  my  loss  or  gain  ; 

4  Calm  in  the  sufferance  of  wrong. 

Like  him  who  bore  my  shame, 
Calm  'mid  the  threatening,  taunting 
Who  hate  thy  holy  name.      [throng, 

5  Calm  mc,  ray  God,  and  keep  me  calm. 

Soft  resting  on  thy  breast; 
Soothe  me  with  holy  hymn  and  psalm. 
And  bid  my  spirit  rest. 

Horatius  Bonar.     iS.-.7. 


TRUST    IN    TIME    OF    NEED. 


225 


BOARDMAN.     C.  M. 


Devermx,    Arr.  by  G.  Kingsley.     1853. 


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1  My  God,  my  Father,  blissful  name  I 

0  may  I  call  thee  mine  ? 

May  I  with  sweet  assurance  claim 
A  portion  so  divine  ? 

2  Whate'er  thy  providence  denies 

1  calmly  would  resign. 

For  thou  art  good  and  just  and  wise : 
0  bend  my  will  to  thine  ! 

3  Whatever  thy  sacred  will  ordains, 

O  give  me  strength  to  bear ! 
And  let  me  know  my  Father  reigns, 
And  trust  his  tender  care. 

4  Thy  sovereign  ways  are  all  unknown 

To  my  weak,  erring  sight; 
Yet  let  my  soul  adoring  own 
That  all  thy  ways  are  right. 

Anne  Steele.     1760. 

I  Lord,  as  to  thy  dear  Cross  we  flee, 
And  plead  to  be  forgiven, 


So  "let  thy  life  our  pattern  be. 
And  form  our  souls  for  heaven. 

2  Help  us,  through  good  report  and  ill. 

Our  daily  cross  to  bear ; 
Like  thee,  to  do  our  Father's  will, 
Our  brethren's  grief  to  share. 

3  If  joy  shall  at  thy  bidding  fly, 

And  grief's  dark  day  come  on, 
We  in  our  turn  would  meekly  cry, 
Father,  Thy  will  be  done. 

4  Should  friends  misjudge,  or  foes  defame. 

Or  brethren  faithless  prove, 
Then,  like  thine  own,  be  all  our  aim 
To  conquer  them  by  love. 

5  Kept  peaceful  in  the  midst  of  strife, 

Forgiving  and  forgiven, 
0  may  we  lead  the  pilgrim's  life, 
And  follow  thee  to  heaven  ! 

John  H.  Gurney.     1838. 


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BROWNELL.     L.  M.    6  lines. 


From  Francis  Joseph  Haydn.    (1732 — 1809.) 


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2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales,  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  trea3, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 

Mv  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill. 


For  thon,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still : 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  thro'  the  dreadful  shade. 

4  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile : 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile. 
With  sudd  engreensand  herbage  crown'd, 
x\nd  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

Joseph  Addison.     1712. 


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How  kind  his  precepts  are! 
Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care. 

2  Beneath  his  watchful  eye 

His  saints  securely  dwell ; 
That  hand  which  bears  all  nature  up 
Shall  gnard  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 

Press  down  your  weary  mind  ? 
Haste  to  yourheavenly  Father's  throne, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved, 

Unchanged  from  day  to  day ; 
I'll  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet. 
And  bear  a  song  away. 

Philip  Doddridge.     1753. 


1  "  My  times  are  in  thy  hand : " 

My  God  !  I  wish  them  there  ; 
My  life,  my  soul,  my  all,  I  leave 
Entirely  to  thy  care. 

2  "  My  times  are  in  thy  hand  ; " 

Whatever  they  may  be ; 
Pleasing  or  painful,  dark  or  bright, 
As  best  may  seem  to  thee. 

3  "My  times  are  in  thy  hand;" 

AVhy  should  I  doubt  or  fear? 
My  Father's  hand  will  never  cause 
His  child  a  needless  tear. 

4  "  My  times  are  in  thy  hand ;  " 

ril  always  trust  in  thee  ; 
Till  I  possess  the  promised  land, 
And  all  thy  glory  see. 

William  F.  Lloyd.     1835. 


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2  But  should  the  surges  rise, 

And  rest  delay  to  come, 
Blest  be  the  sorrow — kind  the  storm, 
Which  drives  us  nearer  home. 

3  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 

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Thy  tender  mercies  shall  illume 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

Teach  us,  in  everj^  state. 
To  make  thy  will  our  own ; 

And  when  the  joys  of  sense  depart. 
To  live  by  faith  alone. 

Augustus  M.  Toplady.     1776. 


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WOODWORTH.     L.  M. 


William  B.  Bradbury,     1^49. 


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2  What  though  in  lonely  grief  I  sigh 
For  friends  beloved  no  longer  nigh  ; 
Submissive  still  would  I  reply, 

"  Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done  !  " 

3  If  but  my  fainting  heart  be  blest 
With  thy  sweet  Spirit  for  its  guest, 
My  God,  to  thee  I  leave  the  rest ; 

"  Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done  ! " 

4  Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day ; 
Blend  it  with  thine,  and  take  away 
Whate'cr  now  makes  it  hard  to  say, 
"Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done!" 

5  Then  when  on  earth  I  breathe  no  more, 
The  prayer  oft  mixed  with  tears  before 
I'll  sing  upon  a  happier  shore : 

*'  Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done  ! " 

Charlotte  Elliott.    1834. 


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1  I  CANNOT  always  trace  the  way 
Where  thou,  Almighty  One,  dost  move ; 
But  I  can  always,  always  say, 

That  God  is  love,  that  God  is  love. 

2  When  fear  her  chilling  mantle  flings 
O'er  earth,  my  soul  to  heaven  above, 
As  to  her  native  home,  upsprings, 
For  God  is  love,  for  God  is  love. 

3  When  mystery  clouds  my  darkened  path, 
I'll  check  my  dread,  my  doubts  reprove ; 
In  this  my  soul  sweet  comfort  hath, 
That  God  is  love,  that  God  is  love. 

4  Yes,  God  is  love ; — a  thought  like  this, 
Can  every  gloomy  thought  remove, 
And  turn  all  tears,  all  woes,  to  bliss, 
For  God  is  love,  for  God  is  love. 

John  Bowring, 


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2  All-wise,  almighty,  and  all-good, 

In  thee  I  linuly  trust; 
Thy  ways,  unknown  or  understood, 
Are  merciful  and  just. 

3  May  I  remember  that  to  thee 

Whate'er  I  have  I  owe ; 
And  back,  in  gratitude,  from  me 
May  all  thy  bounties  flow. 

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4  And  though  thy  wisdom  takes  away. 

Shall  I  arraign  thy  will  ? 
No,  let  me  bless  thy  name,  and  say, 
'''  The  Lord  is  gracious  still." 

5  A  pilgrim  through  the  earth  I  roam, 

Of  nothing  long  possessed  ; 
And  all  must  fail  when  I  go  home. 
For  this  is  not  my  rest. 

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"  Thy  will  be  |  done." 

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"  Thy  will  be  |  done." 

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I  would  not,  if  I  might : 
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So  shall  I  walk  aright. 

The  kingdom  that  I  seek 

Is  thine ;  so  let  the  way 
That  leads  to  it  be  thine, 

Else  I  must  surely  stray. 
Take  thou  my  cup,  and  it 

AVith  joy  or  sorrow  fill, 
As  best  to  thee  may  seem  ; 

Choose  thou  my  good  and  ill. 

Choose  thou  for  me  my  friends, 

My  sickness  or  my  health  ; 
Choose  thou  my  cares  for  me, 

My  poverty  or  wealth. 
Not  mine,  not  mine  the  choiqe. 

In  things  or  great  or  small ; 
Be  thou  my  Guide,  my  Strength, 

My  Wisdom,  and  my  All. 

Horaiiui  Bonar.     1857. 


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My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt ! 

Though  seen  thro'  many  a  tear, 
Let  not  my  star  of  hope 

Grow  dim  or  disappear : 
Since  thou  on  earth  hast  wept 

And  sorrowed  oft  alone, 
If  I  must  weep  with  thee. 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done ! 

My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt ! 

All  shall  be  well  for  me ; 
Each  changing  future  scene 

I  gladly  trust  with  thee  : 
Straight  to  my  home  above 

I  travel  calmly  on, 
And  sing,  in  life  or  death, 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done ! 

Benjamin  Schniolke. 
Tr.^  Jane  Bortkwick. 


1853. 


I  Thy  way,  not  mine,  0  Lord, 
However  dark  it  be  ! 
Lead  me  by  thine  own  hand ; 
Choose  out  the  i)ath  for  me. 


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2  Ye,  who  have  mourned,  when  the  spring  flowers  were  taken, 

When  the  ripe  fruit  fell  richly  to  the  ground, 
When  the  loved  slept,  in  brighter  homes  to  waken. 

Where  their  pale  brows  with  spirit-wreaths  are  crowned. 

3  Large  are  the  mansions  in  thy  Father's  dwelling, 

Glad  are  the  homes  that  sorrows  never  dim ; 
Sweet  are  the  harps  in  holy  music  swelling. 

Soft  are  the  tones  which  raise  the  heavenly  hymn. 

4  There,  like  an  Eden  blossoming  in  gladness, 

Bloom  the  fair  flowers  the  earth  too  rudely  pressed: 
Come  unto  me,  all  ye  who  droop  in  sadness, 

Come  unto  me,  and  I  will  give  vou  rest!     Anon.  1846. 

1  Father,  in  thy  mysterious  presence  kneeling, 

Fain  would  our  souls  feel  all  thy  kindling  love; 
For  we  are  weak,  and  need  some  deep  revealing 
Of  trust,  and  strength,  and  calmness  from  above. 

2  Lord,  we  have  wandered  forth  through  doubt  and  sorrow, 

And  thou  hast  made  each  step  an  onward  one ; 
And  we  will  ever  trust  each  unknown  morrow  ; 
Thou  wilt  sustain  us  till  its  work  is  done. 

3  Now,  Father,  now  in  thy  dear  presence  kneeling. 

Our  spirits  yearn  to  feel  thy  kindling  love ; 
Now  make  us  strong;  we  need  thy  deep  revealing 

Of  trust,  and  strength,  and  calmness  from  above.       $.  Johmoti.  1S46. 


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2  Joy  of  the  comfortless,  liglit  of  the  straying, 

Hope  of  the  penitent,  fadeless  and  pure ; 
Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  tenderly  saying — 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  cure. 

3  Here  see  the  Bread  of  Life ;  see  waters  flowing 

Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  pure  from  above ; 
Come  to  the  feast  of  love :  come,  ever  knowing 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  but  heaven  can  remove. 

Thomas  Moore^  vv.  i,  2,  1816.     Thomas  Hastings,  v.  3. 


PAULINA,     lis. 


Donizetti,    Arr  by  L.  \V.  Bacon.     1866. 


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2  While  looking  to  Jesus,  my  heart  cannot  fear ; 
I  tremble  no  more  when  I  see  Jesus  near; 

I  know  that  his  presence  my  safeguard  will  be, 
For,  "  Why  are  ye  trcTubled  I "  he  saith  unto  me. 

3  Still  looking  to  Jesus,  0  may  I  be  found, 

W^hen  Jordan's  dark  waters  encompass  me  round : 
They  bear  me  away  in  his  presence  to  be, 
I  see  him  still  nearer  whom  always  I  see. 

4  Then,  then  shall  I  know  the  full  beauty  and  grace 
Of  Jesus,  my  Lord,  when  I  stand  face  to  face'; 
Shall  know  how  his  love  went  before  me  each  day, 
And  wonder  that  ever  my  eyes  turned  away. 


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VIA    DOLOROSA. 


John  B.  Dykes. 


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The  snows  lie  thick  around  us 

In  the  dark  and  gloomy  night, 
The  tempest  roars  above  us, 

The  stars  have  hid  their  light; 
But  blacker  was  the  darkness 

Round  Calvary's  cross  that  day 
O  Lamb  of  God !  who  takest 

The  sins  of  the  world  away, 
Have  mercy  upon  us ! 

STEPHANOS.     P.  M. 


3  Our  hearts  are  faint  with  sorrow, 
Heavy  and  sad  to  bear ; 
We  dread  the  bitter  morrow. 

But  Ave  will  not  despair; 
Thou  knowest  all  our  anguish. 
And  thou  wilt  bid  it  cease : 
0  Lamb  of  God  !  who  takest 
The  sins  of  the  world  away, 
O  give  us  thy  peace  ! 

Adelaide  A.  Proctor. 
William  H.  Monk.     i86i. 


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But  may  I  dare  approach  thee, 

Polhited  and  unholy? 
Yet  who  on  earth  before  thee 

Is  free  from  sin  and  folly  ? 
Thy  child,  to  thee  I  hasten, 

Whose  fond  embrace  hath  won  me, 
And  cast  my  every  burden 

In  confidence  upon  thee. 


3  Thy  loving  voice  hath  sounded : — 

"  My  grace  your  bonds  hath  severed ; 
0  come  to  me,  ye  weary, 

And  ye  shall  be  delivered  !  " 
'Tis  well !  O  jubilate  ! 

Sweet  peace  and  pardon  knowing, 
In  thy  kind  arms  I  shelter. 

My  soul  with  love  o'erflowing. 

W.  TiddMatsoH. 


A.A6  (STEPHANOS.) 

2  Hath  he  marks  to  lead  me  to  him, 

If  he  be  my  Guide  ? — 
"  In  his  feet  and  hands  are  wound-prints, 
And  his  side." 

3  Is  there  diadem,  as  Monarch, 

That  his  brow  adorns? — 
"  Yea,  a  crown,  in  very  surety ; 
But  of  thorns." 

4  If  I  find  him,  if  I  follow, 

What  his  guerdon  here  ? — 
"  Many  a  sorrow,  many  a  labor, 
Many  a  tear." 


If  I  still  hold  closely  to  him. 

What  hath  he  at' last? — 
"  Sorrow  vanquished,  labor  ended, 
Jordan  passed." 

If  I  ask  him  to  receive  me. 

Will  he  say  me  nay  ? 
"  Not  till  earth,  and  not  till  heaven 
Pass  away," 

Finding,  following,  keeping,  struggling. 

Is  he  sure  to  bless? — 
"  Saints,  apostles,  prophets,  martyrs. 
Answer,  Yes." 

Stephen  of  St.  Saias.    (795-794.) 
Tr.,  John  M.  Neale.     i86a. 


336 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


BRIDGMAN.     C.  M. 


Beethoven.    Arr.  by  George Kingsley.     1853. 


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2  A  whispered  word  may  touch  the  heart, 

And  call  it  back  to  life  ; 
A  look  of  love  bid  sin  depart, 
And  still  unholy  strife. 

3  No  act  falls  fruitless ;  none  can  tell 

How  vast  its  power  may  be, 
Nor  what  results  infolded  dwell 
Within  it  silently. 

4  Work  on,  despair  not,  bring  thy  mite, 

Nor  care  how  small  it  be  ; 
God  is  with  all  that  serve  the  right, 
The  holy,  true,  and  free. 

Unknown  A  uthor. 
448 

1  O  THOU,  who  hast  thy  servants  taught 

That  not  by  words  alone. 
But  by  the  fruits  of  holiness, 
The  life  of  God  is  shown ; 

2  While  in  thy  house  of  prayer  we  meet. 

And  call  thee  God  and  Lord, 
Give  us  a  Iieart  to  follow  thee, 
Obedient  to  thy  word. 


3  Through  all  the  dangerous  paths  of  life 
Uphold  us  as  we  go. 
That  with  our  lips,  and  in  our  lives, 
Thy  glory  we  may  show. 

Henry  Al/ord, 

449 

1  The  bird  let  loose  in  eastern  skies, 

When  hastening  fondly  home. 
Ne'er  stoops  to  eaith  her  wing,  nor  flics 
Where  idle  warblers  roam. 

2  But  hiirh  she  shoots, throucch  air  andlio-ht, 

Above  all  low  delay. 
Where  nothing  earthly  bounds  her  flight. 
Nor  shadow  dims  her  way. 

3  So  grant  me,  Lord,  from  every  c^re 

And  stain  of  passion  free, 
Aloft,  through  virtue's  purer  air, 
To  hold  my  course  to  thee. 

4  No  sin  to  cloud,  no  lure  to  stay 

My  soul,  as  home  she  springs; 
Thy  sunshine  on  her  joyful  way, 
Thy  freedom  in  her  wings. 

Thomas  Moore.     i8i6.    * 


ITS    GRACES    AND    DUTIES. 


237 


MANOAH.     C.  M. 


i^^•.  Gioacchimo  Rossini.     (1792 — 1868.) 


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1  O  GIFT  of  gifts !  O  grace  of  faith  ! 

My  God !  how  can  it  be 
That  thou,  who  hast  discerning  love, 
Shouldst  give  that  gift  to  me  ? 

2  How  many  hearts  thou  mightst  have  had 

More  innocent  than  mine  ! 
How  many  souls  more  worthy  far 
Of  that  sweet  touch  of  thine ! 

3  Ah,  grace  !  into  unlikeliest  hearts 

It  is  thy  boast  to  come, 

The  glory  of  thy  light  to  find 

In  darkest  spots  a  home. 

4  The  crowd  of  cares,  the  weightiest  cross, 

Seem  trifles  less  than  light — 
Earth  looks  so  little  and  so  low 
When  faith  shines  full  and  bright. 

5  0,  happy,  happy  that  I  am  ! 

If  thou  canst  be,  O  Faith, 
The  treasure  that  thou  art  in  life 
What  wilt  thou  be  in  death ! 

Frederic  W.  Faber.     1848. 


1  Walk  in  the  light!  so  shalt  thou  know 

That  fellowship  of  love. 
His  Spirit  only  can  bestow, 
Who  reigns  in  light  above. 

2  Walk  in  the  light !  and  thou  shalt  find 

Thy  heart  made  truly  his, 
Who  dwells  in  cloudless  light  enshrined, 
In  whom  no  darkness  is. 

3  Walk  in  the  light !  and  thou  shalt  own 

Thy  darkness  passed  away. 
Because  that  Light  hath  on  thee  shone 
In  which  is  perfect  day. 

4  Walk  in  the  light !  and  ev'n  the  tomb 

No  fearful  shade  shall  wear ; 
Glory  shall  chase  away  its  gloom. 
For  Christ  hath  conquered  there. 

5  Walk  in  the  light !  and  thou  shalt  see 

Thy  path,  though  thorny,  bright. 
For  God  by  grace  shall  dwell  in  thee. 
And  God  himself  is  Light. 

Bernard  Barton. 


238 


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If  thou  for  me  such  hn'c  didst  beai", 

Shall  I  not  love  again  ? 
For  all  are  objects  of  thy  care ; 

Thy  love  doth  all  sustain. 

If  we  have  love  for  thee  in  heaven, 
'Tis  seen  by  love  on  earth  : 

Love  only,  love  which  God  hath  given, 
Doth  prove  our  heavenly  birth. 

Love  is  of  life  the  only  sign, 

Love  is  our  vital  breath  ; 
Love  only  shows  the  child  divine, 

Love  only  conquers  death. 

Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  go, 
Let  love  our  sonship  prove  : 

Our  lives  the  fire  celestial  show. 
Our  thoughts  and  words  be  love. 

Isaac  Williants.     1842. 

BARNEY.     S.  M. 


453 

1  Happy  the  home,  when  God  is  there. 

And  love  fills  every  breast ; 
AVhcreone  their  wish,  and  one  theirprayer, 
And  one  their  heavenly  rest. 

2  Happy  the  home  where  Jesus'  name 

Is  sweet  to  every  ear ; 
Where  children  early  lisp  his  fame, 
And  parents  hold  him  dear. 

3  Happy  the  home  where  prayer  is  heard.. 

And  praise  is  wont  to  rise ; 
Where  parents  love  the  sacred  word, 
x\nd  live  but  for  the  skies. 

4  Lord  !  let  us  in  our  homes  agree 

This  blessed  peace  to  gain  ; 
Unite  our  hearts  in  love  to  thee, 
And  love  to  all  will  reign. 


Joseph  Barnby.     1863. 


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2  Wondrous  honor  hast  thou  given 

To  our  humblest  charity  ; 
In  thine  own  mysterious  sentence, 

"  Ye  have  done  it  unto  me." 
Can  it  be,  O  gracious  Master, 

Thou  dost  deign  for  alms  to  sue, 
Saying,  by  thy  poor  and  needy, 

"  Give,  as  1  have  given  to  you  ? " 

3  Yes;  the  sorrow  and  the  suffering. 

Which  on  every  band  we  see, 
Channels  are  for  tithes  and  offerings. 
Due  by  solemn  right  to  thee ; 


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Right  of  which  we  may  not  rob  thee ; 

Debt  we  may  not  choose  but  pay, 
Lest  that  face  of  love  and  pity 

Turn  from  us  another  day. 

Lord  of  glory,  who  hast  bought  us 

With  thy  life-blood  as  the  price. 
Never  grudging  for  the  lost  ones 

That  tremendous  sacrifice. 
Give  us  faith,  to  trust  thee  boldly, 

Hope,  to  stay  our  souls  on  thee  ; 
But,  O  best  of  all  thy  graces. 

Give  us  thine  own  charity 

Mrs.  Alderson.     1868. 


455 


1  Jesus,  I  live  to  thee. 

The  loveliest  and  best ; 
My  life  in  thee,  thy  life  in  me, 
In  thy  blest  love  I  rest. 

2  Jesus,  I  die  to  thee. 

Whenever  death  shall  come  ; 
To  die  in  thee  is  life  to  me 
In  my  eternal  home. 


3  Whether  to  live  or  die, 

I  know  not  which  is  best ; 
To  live  in  thee  is  bliss  to  me, 
To  die  is  endless  rest. 

4  Living  or  dying,  Lord, 

I  ask  but  to  be  thine ; 
My  life  in  thee,  thy  life  in  me, 
Makes  heaven  forever  mine. 

Henry  Harbaugh.     1850. 


340 


THE    CHRIST  I  AX    LIFE. 


IOWA.      S.  M 


Aaron  Chafin.     1823. 


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2  To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfill ; 
O,  may  it  all  my  powers  engage 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live ; 

ELLIOTT.     8s  &  4s. 


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And  O,  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare 
A  strict  account  to  give. 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  on  thyself  rely. 
Assured,  if  1  my  trust  betray, 
I  shall  forever  die. 

Charles  Wesley.     \-i(i-2. 


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1  We  give  thee  but  thine  own, 

Whate'er  the  gift  may  be : 
For  all  we  have  is  thine  alone, 
A  trust,  O  Lord,  from  thee. 

2  0,  hearts  are  bruised  and  dead. 

And  homes  are  bare  and  cold, 
And  lambs,  for  whom  the  Shepherd  bled. 
Are  straying  from  the  fold. 

3  To  comfort  and  to  bless. 

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Is  angels'  Avork  below. 

4  The  captive  to  release, 

To  God  the  lost  to  bring. 
To  teach  the  way  of  life  and  peace, 
It  is  a  Christ-like  thing. 

5  And  we  believe  thy  word. 

Though  dim  our  faith  may  be  ; 
Whate'er  for  thine  we  do,  O  Lord, 
We  do  it  unto  thee. 

William.  W.  Ho-w.     1854. 


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458 

1  O  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth  and  sea. 
To  thee  all  praise  and  glory  be : 
How  shall  we  show  our  love  to  thee, 

Who  givest  all  ? 

2  The  golden  sunshine,  vernal  air. 
Sweet  flowers  and  fruit  thy  love  declare  : 
When  harvests  ripen,  thou  art  there. 

Who  givest  all. 

3  For  peaceful  homes,  and  liealthful  days, 
For  all  the  blessings  earth  displays, 
We  owe  thee  thankfulness  and  praise, 

Who  givest  all. 


4  For  souls  redeemed,  for  sins  forgiven. 
For  means  of  grace  and  hopes  of  Jieaven, 
What  can  to  thee,  O  Lord,  be  given. 

Who  givest  all  ? 

5  We  lose  what  on  ourselves  we  spend. 
We  have  as  treasure  without  end 
Whatever,  Lord,  to  thee  we  lend, 

Who  givest  all. 

6  Whatever,  Lord  we  lend  to  thee, 
Repaid  a  thousandfold  will  be ; 
Then  gladly  will  we  give  to  thee, 

Who  givest  all. 

Christopher  Wordsworth.     1865. 


242 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


CARITAS.     8s  &  7s.    D. 


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For  the  heart  j^rows  rich  in  tjiving ; 

All  its  wealth  is  living  grain  ; 
Seeds  whicli  mildew  iu  the  garner, 

Scattered,  fill  with  gold  the  plain. 
Is  thy  burden  hard  and  heavy  ? 

Do  thy  steps  drag  wearily  ? 
Help  to  bear  thy  brother's  burden, 

God  will  bear  both  it  and  thee. 

Numb  and  weary  on  the  mountains, 
Would' st  thou  sleep  amidst  the  snow  ? 

Chafe  that  frozen  form  beside  thee, 
And  tocfether  both  shall  alow. 


Art  thou  stricken  in  life's  battle  ? 

Many  wounded  round  thee  moan  ; 
Lavish  on  their  wounds  thy  balsams. 

And  that  balm  shall  heal  thine  own. 

4  Is  the  heart  a  well  left  empty  ? 

None  Init  God  its  void  can  fill ; 
Nothing  but  a  ceaseless  Fountain 

Can  its  ceaseless  longings  still. 
Is  tlie  heart  a  living  power? 

Self-entwined,  its  strength  sinks  low, 
It  can  only  live  in  loving. 

And  by  serving  love  will  grow. 

Elizabeth  Charits. 


ITS    GRACES    AND    DUTIES. 


243 


ST.   LEONARD.     C.  M.  D. 


Henry  HiUs. 


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1  Lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went, 

By  lane  and  cell  obscure, 
And  let  our  treasures  still  be  spent 

Like  his,  upon  the  poor ; 
Like  him,  thro'  scenes  of  deep  distress, 

Who  bore  the  world's  sad  weight, 
We,  in  their  crowded  loneliness. 

Would  seek  the  desolate. 

2  For  thou  hast  placed  us  side  by  side 

Li  this  wide  world  of  ill ; 
And  that  thy  followers  may  be  tried, 

The  poor  are  with  us  still. 
Mean  are  all  offerings  we  can  make ; 

But  thou  hast  taught  us.  Lord, 
If  given  for  the  Saviour's  sake. 

They  lose  not  their  reward. 

WilHatn  Croswell.     1831. 


460 


Thou  bid'st  us  go,  with  thee  to  stand 

Against  hell's  marshalled  powers ; 
And  heart  to  heart,  and  hand  to  hand. 

To  make  thine  honor  ours. 
With  thine  own  pity.  Saviour,  see 

The  thronged  and  darkening  way  : 
We  go  to  win  the  lost  to  thee, 

0  help  us.  Lord,  we  pray. 

Teach  thou  our  lips  of  thee  to  speak. 

Of  thy  sweet  love  to  tell ; 
Till  they  who  wander  far  shall  seek 

And  find  and  serve  thee  well. 
O'er  all  the  world  thy  Spirit  send. 

And  make  thy  goodness  known, 
Till  earth  and  heaven  together  blend 

Their  praises  at  thy  throne. 

Ray  Painter.     1865. 


244 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


GREATHEART. 


1.  We  march,  we  march  to    vie  -  to  ■  ry  ! 
D.  s.  march,  we  march,  etc. 

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The  bands  of  the  alien  flee  away, 

And  our  chant  goes  up  like  thunder; 

And  the  van  of  the  Lord, in  serried  array, 
Cleaves  Satan's  ranks  asunder. 
We  march,  we  march,  etc. 


Our  sword  is  tlie  Spirit  of  God  on  high, 

Our  helmet  is  his  salvation, 
Our  banner  the  Cross  of  Calvary, 

Our  watchword — The  Incarnation. 
We  march,  we  march,  etc. 


ITS    ACTIVITY. 


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We  tread  in  the  might  of  the  Lord  of 
Hosts, 
And  we  fear  not  man  nor  devil ; 
For  onr  captain  himself  guards  well  om- 
coasts, 
To  defend  his  church  from  evil. 
We  march,  we  march,  etc. 


And  the    choir   of    angels    with    song 
awaits 
Our  march  to  the  Golden  Zion  ; 
For  our  captain  has  broken  the  brazen 
gates, 
And  burst  the  bars  of  iron. 
We  march,  we  march,  etc. 


7  Then  onward  we  march  our  arms  to  prove, 
With  the  banner  of  Christ  before  us. 
With  his  eye  of  love  looking  down  from  above 
And  his  holy  arm  spread  o'er  us. 

We  march,  we  march,   etc.       Gerard  Moultrie. 


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dwell  be  -  low  ;   Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come,  "  Child,  your  Father  calls — come  home !" 


2  In  the  way  a  thousand  snares 
Lie,  to  take  us  unawares ; 
Satan,  with  malicious  art. 
Watches  each  unguarded  part : 
But,  from  Satan's  malice  free. 
Saints  shall  soon  victorious  be ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
"  Child,  your  Father  calls — come  home!" 


But  of  all  the  foes  we  meet, 

None  so  oft  mislead  our  feet,    ' 

None  betray  us  into  sin 

Like  the  foes  that  dwell  within ; 

Yet  let  nothing  spoil  our  peace, 

Christ  shall  also  conquer  these  ; 

Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 

"  Child,  your  Father  calls — come  home!' 

Joseph  Swain.     1792. 


246 


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2  Jcsus,  Lord  and  Master, 

At  thy  sacred  feet, 
Here  with  liearts  rejoicing 

Sec  thy  children  meet; 
Often  liave  we  left  thee, 

Often  gone  astray  ; 
Keep  us,  mighty  Saviour, 

In  the  narrow  wav. — Ref. 


3  All  our  days  direct  us 

In  the  way  we  go ; 
Lead  us  on  victorious 

Over  every  foe : 
Bid  thine  angels  shield  us 

When  the  stonn-clouds  lower, 
Pardon  thou  and  save  us 

In  the  last  dread  hour. — Ref. 

T.  y.  Potter. 


ITS    ACTIVITY. 


247 


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2  Stand  up  ! — stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 

The  trumpet  call  obey  ; 
Forth  to  the  mighty  conflict, 

In  this  his  glprious  day: 
"  Ye  that  are  men,  now  serve  him," 

Against  unnumbered  foes ; 
Your  courage  rise  with  danger, 

And  strength  to  strength  oppose. 

3  Stand  up  ! — stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 

Stand  in  his  strength  alone ; 
The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you, 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own  : 
Put  on  the  gospel  armor. 

And,  watching  unto  prayer, 
Where  duty  calls,  or  danger. 

Be  never  wanting  there. 

4  Stand  up  ! — stand  up  for  Jesus ! 

The  strife  will  not  be  long ; 
This  day  the  noise  of  battle. 

The  next  the  victor's  song : 
To  him  that  overcometh, 

A  crown  of  life  shall  be ; 
He  with  the  King  of  Glory 

Shall  reign  eternally ! 

George  Duffield.  1858. 
466 

I  Go  forward,  Christian  soldier, 
Beneath  his  banner  true : 
The  Lord  himself,  thy  leader, 
Shall  all  thy  foes  subdue. 


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His  love  foret&lls  thy  trials, 
He  knows  thine  hourly  need ; 

He  can,  with  bread  of  heaven, 
Thy  fainting  spirit  feed. 

Go  forward,  Christian  soldier, 

Fear  not  the  secret  foe  ; 
Far  more  are  o'er  thee  watching 

Than  human  eyes  can  know. 
Trust  only  Christ,  thy  captain. 

Cease  not  to  watch  and  pray ; 
Heed  not  the  treach'rous  voices, 

That  lure  thy  soul  astray. 

Go  forward,  Christian  soldier, 

Nor  dream  of  peaceful  rest, 
Till  Satan's  host  is  vanquished 

And  lieaven  is  all  posscst ; 
Till  Christ  himself  shall  call  thee 

To  lay  thine  armor  by. 
And  wear,  in  endless  glory, 

The  crown  of  victory. 

Go  forward,  Christian  soldier, 

Fear  not  the  gathering  night; 
The  Lord  has  been  thy  shelter. 

The  Lord  will  be  thy  light; 
"When  morn  his  face  revcaleth. 

Thy  dangers  all  are  past ; 
0  pray  that  faith  and  virtue 

May  keep  thee  to  the  last. 

Lawrence  Tutfieti.    1866. 


248 


ST.  GERTRUDE 

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THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 
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Arthur  S.  Sullivan.     1872. 


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With  the  cross  of  Je  -  sus 


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2  Like  a  mighty  army, 

Moves  the  Church  of  God  ; 
Brothers,  we  are  treading 

Where  the  saints  have  trod; 
We  are  not  divided. 

All  one  body  we, 
One  in  hope  and  doctrine, 

One  in  charity. — Cho. 

3  Crowns  and  thrones  may  perish, 

Kingdoms  rise  and  wane, 
But  the  Church  of  Jesus 
Constant  will  remain ; 


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Gates  of  hell  can  never 

'Gainst  that  Church  prevail ; 

We  have  Christ's  own  promise. 
And  that  cannot  fail. — Cho. 

4  Onward,  then,  ye  people. 

Join  our  happy  throng; 
Blend  with  ours  your  voices 

In  the  triumph-song; 
Glory,  laud,  and  honor 

Unto  Christ  the  King; 
This  through  countless  ages. 

Men  and  angels  sing. — Cho. 

5'.  Baring-Gould.     1865. 


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Burns  the  fl-ery     pil  -  lar  At  our  army's  head;      Who  shall  dream  of  shrinking,  By  our  captain  led. 


Forward,  out  of  er  -  ror,      Leave  behind  the  night ;  Forward  through  the  darkness.  Forward  into  light. 


2  Forward  through  the  desert, 

Through  the  toil  and  fight; 
Jordan  flows  before  us, 

Zion  beams  with  Ught ! 
Forward,  marching  eastward 

Where  the  heaven  is  bright, 
Till  the  veil  be  lifted. 

Till  our  faith  be  sight ! — Ref. 

3  Glories  upon  glories 

Hath  our  God  prepared, 
By  the  souls  that  love  Him 
One  day  to  be  shared : 


Eye  hath  not  beheld  them. 

Ear  hath  never  heard  ; 
Nor  of  these  hath  uttered 

Thought  or  speech  a  word : — Ref. 

Far  o'er  yon  horizon 

Rise  the  city  towers, 
Where  our  God  abideth ; 

That  fair  home  is  ours: 
Thither,  onward  thither. 

In  the  Spirit's  might: 
Pilgrims  to  your  country, 

Forward  into  light ! — Ref. 

Henry  A  Iford.     1865. 


460  (VfORK  BONG.) 

2  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming. 

Work  through  the  sunny  noon  ; 
Fill  brightest  hours  with  labor, 

Rest  comes  sure  and  soon. 
Give  every  flying  minute 

Something  to  keep  in  store : 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming. 

When  man  works  no  more. 


Work,  for  the  night  is  coming. 

Under  the  sunset  skies ; 
Wliile  their  bright  tints  are  glowing, 

Work,  for  daylight  flies. 
Work  till  the  last  beam  fadeth, 

Fadeth  to  shine  no  more ; 
Work  while  the  night  is  darkening. 

When  man's  work  is  o'er. 

S.  Dyer. 


250 


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ST.  ANDREW.     6s  &  5s. 

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John  B.  Dykes. 


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Christian,  up  and  smite  them,  Counting  gain  but  loss  ;  In  the  strength  thatcometh   By    the  ho  -  ly  Cross. 


470 


Christian,  dost  thou  see  tliem 

On  the  holy  ground, 
How  the  powers  of  darkness 

Rage  thy  steps  around  ? 
Christian,  up  and  smite  them, 

Counting  gain  but  loss ; 
In  the  strength  that  coraeth 

By  the  holy  Cross. 

Christian,  dost  thou  feel  them, 

How  they  work  within, 
Striving,  tempting,  luring. 

Goading  into  sin  ? 
Christian,  never  tremble ; 

Never  be  down-east ; 
Gird  thee  for  the  battle ; 

Thou  shalt  win  at  last. 

CRUCIFER.     L.  M. 


S^^ls^iUliilpiiil 


Christian,  dost  thou  hear  them, 

How  they  speak  thee  fair  ? 
"  Always  fast  and  vigil  ? 

Always  watch  and  prayer?" 
Christian,  answer  boldly, 

"  While  I  breathe  I  pray  : " 
Peace  shall  follow  battle. 

Night  shall  end  in  day. 

"  Well  I  know  thy  trouble, 

0  my  servant  true ; 
Thou  art  very  weary, 

1  was  weary  too ; 

But  that  toil  shall  make  theQ 
Some  day  all  mine  own, 

And  the  end  of  sorrow 
Shall  be  near  my  throne,'' 

A  ndrc^u  of  Crete,  ith  century. 
Tr..  John  M.  Ncale. 

F.  R.  Statham. 


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MISSIONARY    CHANT.     L.  M. 


251 


Charles  Zeuner.     1832. 


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I  Stand  np,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears, 
And  gird  the  gospel  armor  on  ; 
March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy, 
Where  Jesus,  thy  great  captain's  gone. 

a  Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course ; 
But  hell  and  sin  are  vanquished  foes ; 
Tliy  Saviour  nailed  them  to  the  cross, 
And  sung  the  triumph  when  he  rose. 


3  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on, — 
l*ress  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate ; 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign. 
And  glittering  robes  for  conquerors  wait, 

4  There  shall  I  wear  a  starry  crown, 
And  triumph  in  almighty  grace, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  leader's  praise. 

Isaac  Watts,    1707. 


1  Not  by  the  martyr's  death  alone, 

O  Lord,  thy  saints  their  crown  have  won  : 
Thou  hast  a  triumph-robe  on  high 
For  bloodless  fields  of  victory. 

2  W^hat  though  thy  saint  escaped  the  cross, 
The  flame,  the  beast,  the  torturer's  force  ? 
Yet  self-condemned  to  sin  he  died ; 
The  flesh  he  daily  crucified. 

3  What  though  he  was  not  called  to  feel 
The  lash,  the  dungeon,  or  the  wheel. 


Nor  e'en  a  martyr's  pains  to  prove  ? 
Thou  gavest  him  a  martyr's  love. 

When  self-control  the  flesh  subdues, 
And  faith  the  wayward  soul  imbues, 
Love,  with  her  torch-light  from  the  skitj, 
Shall  fire  the  holy  sacrifice. 

Lord,  grant  us  so  to  thee  to  tuni. 
That  we  to  die  through  life  may  leain ; 
And  when  this  fleeting  life  is  o'er 
May  we  live  with  thee  evermore. 

Tr.,  Isaac  IVilliams.     1839. 


252 


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SMYRNA.     8s  &  7s.    D. 


Johann  C.  W.  A.  Mozart.     (1756— 1791.) 


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1  Hark !  unnumbered  voices  crying, 

"  Save  us,  or  we  droop  and  die  ! " 
Succor  bear  the  faint  and  dj'ing, 

On  tlic  wings  of  mercy  fly : 
Lead  them  to  the  crystal  fountain 

Gushing  with  tlie  streams  of  life; 
Guide  tliem  to  the  slieltering  mountain. 

For  the  ffale  with  deatli  is  rife. 


See  the  blest  millennial  dawning  I 

Bright  the  beams  of  Bethlehem's  star ; 
Eastern  lands  behold  the  morning; 

Lo  !  it  glimmers  from  afar: 
O'er  the  mountain-top  ascending, 

Soon  the  scattered  light  shall  rise, 
Till,  in  radiant  glory  blending, 

Heaven'shighnoonshallgreet  our  eyes. 

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Make  haste,  O  man  to  live, 
For  thou  so  soon  must  die : 

Time  hurries  past  thee  like  the  breeze. 
How  swift  its  moments  fly  ! 

To  breathe,  and  wake,  and  sleep, 
To  smile,  to  sigh,  to  grieve. 

To  move  in  idleness  through  earth — 
This,  this  is  not  to  live. 

MAITLAND.     C.  M. 

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3  JNIake  haste,  O  man,  to  do 

Whatever  must  be  done ; 
Thou  hast  no  time  to  lose  in  sloth, 
Thy  day  will  soon  be  gone. 

4  Up,  then,  with  speed,  and  work; 

Fling  ease  and  self  away — 
This  is  no  time  for  thee  to  sleep — 
Up,  watch,  and  work,  and  pray ! 

Heratius  Bottar.     1857. 


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Aaron  Chapin.     1820. 
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1.  Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone,  And  all  the  world  go  free  ?  And  there's  a  cross  for  me, 

No,  there's  a  cross  for  ev'ry  one, 

m      fz^ft m.^  -  p? —    *  fgj_(g  m ^^    -^  g^^ *Tr=^»  ""^ 


-!• IS^I»-1SM»- 


475 

2  How  happy  are  the  saints  above, 

Who  once  went  sorrowing  here  ! 
But  now  they  taste  unmingled  love, 
And  joy  without  a  tear. 

3  The  consecrated  cross  I'll  bear, 

Till  death  shall  set  me  free ; 
And  then  go  home  my  crown  to  wear, 
For  there's  a  crown  for  me. 


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4  Upon  the  crystal  pavement,  down 

At  Jesus'  pierced  feet. 
Joyful,  I'll  cast  my  golden  crown, 
And  his  dear  name  repeat. 

5  0  precious  cross !  O  glorious  crown  ! 

O  resurrection  day ! 
Ye  angels,  from  the  stars  come  down, 
And  bear  my  soul  away. 

G.  N.  Allen,  vs.  1-3.     1849. 


254 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


PRAYER   FOR    PEACE. 


lis  &  5s. 


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English. 


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1.  Lord  of  our  life,  and  God  of  our  sal  -  va  -  tion,  Star  of  our  night,  and  hope  of  every 


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nation, 


Hear  and  receive  thy  Church's  sup-pli-ca-tion.  Lord  God  Al 


migh 


Lord,  thou  canst  help  when  earthly  armor  faileth 
Lord,  thou  canst  save  when  deadly  sin  assaileth, 
Lord,  o'er  thy  rock  nor  death  nor  hell  prevaileth : 
Grant  us  thy  peace.  Lord : 

3  Peace  in  our  hearts,  our  evil  thoughts  assuaging, 
Peace  in  thy  church,  where  brothers  are  engaging, 
Peace,  when  the  world  its  busy  war  is  waging ; 

Calm  thy  foes  raging. 

4  Grant  us  thy  help  till  backward  they  are  driven. 
Grant  them  thy  truth,  that  they  may  be  forgiven, 
Grant  peace  on  earth,  and  after  we  have  striven, 

Peace  in  thy  heaven.      sM  CenUiry,  Tr.  Phmp  Pusey.    1856. 

MENDON.       L.  M.  German.     Arr.  by  Lowell  Mason. 


1833. 


—I ^— j— J-c-H— J-c-J^'H-r-^— 1 


1.  Fight  the  good  figlit   with   all   thy  might,  Christ  is  thy  strength,  and  Christ  tliy  riglit ; 


Lay  hold  on    life,  and     it    shall  be 


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Thy  joy  and  crown  e   -  ter  -  nal  -  ly, 

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ITS    ACTIVITY. 


255 


WARE.     L.  M. 

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George  Kingsley.     1838. 


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477 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour  God ; 
AMien  his  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 


3  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 

While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, — 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord : 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

Isaac  Watts.     1709. 


478 


Fight  the  good  fight  •nnth  all  thy  might, 
Christ  is  thy  strength,  and  Christ  thy 

right ; 
Lay  hold  on  life,  and  it  shall  be 
Thy  joy  and  crown  eternally. 

Run  the  straight  race  thro'  God's  good 

grace. 
Lift  tip  thine  eyes  and  seek  his  face , 
Life  with  its  way  before  us  lies, 
Christ  is  the  path,  and  Christ  the  prize. 

Cast  care  aside,  upon  thv  guide 
Lean,  and  his  mercy  will  provide ; 
Lean,  and  the  trusting  soul  shall  prove 
Christ  is  its  life,  and  Christ  its  love. 

Faint  not  nor  fear,  his  arms  are  near. 
He  changeth  not,  and  thou  art  dear: 
Only  believe,  and  thou  shalt  see 
That  Christ  is  all  in  all  to  thee. 

y.  S.  B.  Monsell.     1863. 


479 


They  pray  the  best  who  pray  and  watch, 
They  watch  the  best  who   watch   and 

pray, 
Thev  hear  Christ's  fingers  on  the  latch. 
Whether  he  comes  by  night,  or  day. 

"Whether  they  guard  the  gates  and  watch, 
Or,  patient,  toil  for  him  and  wait, 
Thev  hear  his  fingers  on  the  latch, 
If  early  he  doth  come,  or  late. 

With  trembling  joy  they  hail  their  Lord, 
And  haste  his  welcome  feet  to  kiss, 
While  he,  well  pleased,  doth  speak  the 

word 
That  thrills  them  with  unending  bhss: 

"  Well  done,  my  servants,  now  receive. 
For  faithful  work,  reward  and  rest. 
And  wreaths  which  busy  angels  weave 
To  crown  the  men  who  serve  me  best." 

Edward  Hopper.     1873. 


256  THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 

CHRISTMAS.      C.  M.  George  Frederick  Handel.     (1683—1759.) 


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1  AwAKB,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigor  on  ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal. 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey  ; 
Forget  the  steps  aln^ady  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high  ; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye. 

4  Blest  Saviour,  introduced  by  thee, 

Have  I  my  race  begun  ; 
And,  crowned  with  victory,  at  thy  feet 
I'll  lay  my  honors  down. 

Philip  Doddridge.     1740. 

I  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name? 


2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord  ! 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  paiq, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war. 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  die; 
They  view  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies. 
The  glory  sluJl  be  thine. 

Isaac  U'atis.     1723. 


ITS    ACTIVITY. 


257 


HYMN.     C.  M 


John  E.  Gould.    1846. 


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482 

1  O,  NOT  to  fill  the  mouth  of  fame 

My  longing  soul  is  stirred ; 
O,  give  me  a  diviner  name  : 
Call  me  thy  servant,  Lord ! 

2  No  longer  would  ray  soul  be  known 

As  self-sustained  and  free  ; 
O,  not  mine  own,  O,  not  mine  own. 
Lord,  I  belong  to  thee  ! 

3  In  each  aspiring  burst  of  prayer, 

Sweet  leave  my  soul  would  ask 
Thine  every  burden,  Lord,  to  bear. 
To  do  thine  every  task. 

4  Forever  Lord,  thy  servant  choose, — 

Nought  of  thy  claim  abate  ! 
The  glorious  name  I  would  not  lose, 
Nor  change  the  sweet  estate. 

5  In  life,  in  death,  on  earth,  in  heaven. 

No  other  name  for  me  ! 
The  same  sweet  style  and  title  given 
Through  all  eternity. 

Thomas  H.  Gill.     1S59, 


1  Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  ? 

Behold  my  heart  and  see  ; 
And  turn  the  dearest  idol  out 
That  dares  to  rival  thee. 

2  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 

To  mine  attentive  ear? 
Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  bound, 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear? 

3  Hast  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock 

I  would  disdain  to  feed  ? 
Hast  thou  a  foe  before  whose  face 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  ? 

4  Would  not  my  heart  pour  forth  its  blood 

In  honor  of  thy  name? 
And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death 
To  damp  th'  immortal  flame  ? 

5  Thou  knowest  I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord ; 

But  0  !  I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys. 
And  learn  to  love  tliee  more. 

Philip  Doddridge.     174a 


258 


THE     CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


STEIBELT.     S.  M. 


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5.  Steibelt.     (1764— 1823.) 


1.  La  -  borers  of    Christ,   a    - 


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1  Laborers  of  Christ,  arise, 

And  gird  you  for  the  toil ; 
The  dew  of  promise  from  the  skies 
Already  cheers  the  soil. 

2  Go  where  the  sick  recline, 

Where  mourning  hearts  deplore; 
And  where  the  sons  of  sorrow  pine. 
Dispense  your  hallowed  store. 

LABAN.     S.  M. 


3  Be  faith,  Avhich  looks  above, 

With  prayer,  your  constant  guest, 
And  wrap  the  Saviour's  changeless  love 
A  mantle  round  your  breast, 

4  So  shall  you  share  the  wealth 

That  earth  may  ne'er  despoil. 
And  the  blest  gospel's  saving  health 
Repay  your  arduous  toil. 

Lydia  H.  Sigourney.     1836. 


Lowell  Mason.    1830. 


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To    draw  thee  from  the  skies. 


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ITS    ACTIVITY. 


259 


DORRNANCE.     8s  &  7s. 


Isaac  B.  Woodbury,     1850. 


1.   He  that   go  -  eth    forth  with  weeping,       Bearing  pre  -  cious    seed  in    love, 


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2  Soft  descend  the  dews  of  heaven, 

Bright  the  rays  celestial  shine; 
Precious  fruits  will  thus  be  given, 
Through  an  influence  all  divine. 

3  Sow  thy  seed,  be  never  weary, 

Let  no  fears  thy  soul  annoy ; 
Be  the  prospect  ne'er  so  dreary. 
Thou  shalt  reap  the  fruits  of  joy. 

4  Lo,  the  scene  of  verdure  brightening! 

See  the  lising  grain  appear ; 
Look  again  !  the  fields  are  whitening, 
For  the  harvest  time  is  near. 

Thotnas  Hastings.     1836. 


486 

1  Like  the  eagle,  upward,  onward. 

Let  my  soul  in  faith  be  borne : 
Calmly  gazing,  skyward,  sunward. 
Let  my  eye  unshrinking  turn ! 

2  W  here  the  cross,  God's  love  revealing, 

Sets  the  fettered  spirit  free. 
Where  it  sheds  its  wondrous  healing, 
There,  my  soul,  my  rest  shall  be  1 

3  O  may  I,  no  longer  dreaming, 

Idly  waste  my  golden  day. 
But,  each  precious  hour  redeeming. 
Upward,  onward  press  my  wav  ! 

Horatius  Bonar 


487       (laban.) 

2  O  watcli,  and  fight,  and  pray  ! 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day. 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Xe'er  think  the  victory  won. 

Nor  once  at  ease  sit  down  ; 
Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done 
Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 

4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 

Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God  ! 
He'll  take  thee  at  thy  parting  breath, 
Up  to  his  blest  abode. 

George  Heath.     1806. 
488 

I   MouRN^  for  the  tlionsands  slain, 
The  youthful  and  the  strong ; 


Mourn  for  the  wine-cup's  fearful  reign. 
And  the  deluded  throng — 

2  Mourn  for  the  tarnished  gem — 

For  reason's  light  divine,  [dem, 

Quenched   from  the  soul's   bright   dia- 
Where  God  had  bid  it  shine. 

3  Mourn  for  the  lost — but  call, 

Call  to  the  strong,  the  free ; 
Rouse  them  to  shun  that  dreadful  fall. 
And  to  the  refuge  flee. 

4  Mourn  for  the  lost — but  pray, 

Pray  to  our  God  above. 
To  break  the  fell  destroyer's  sway. 
And  show  his  savino-  love. 


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IHE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


ALL    SAINTS.     C.  M.  D. 


Henry  Stephens  Cutler. 


1.  The  Son  of  God  goes  forth  to  war,    A  kingly  crown  to  gain  :      His  blood-red  ban-ner 


streams  a  -  far  ;     Who  follows  in     his  train?     Who  best  can  drink  his  cup  of  woe   Tri 


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2  Tlie  martyr  first,  whose  eagle  eye 

Could  pierce  beyond  the  grave, 
Who  saw  his  Master  in  the  sky, 

And  called  on  him  to  save. 
Like  him,  with  pardon  on  his  tongue, 

In  midst  of  mortal  pain, 
He  prayed  for  them  that  did  the  wrong ; 

Who  follows  in  his  train  ? 

3  A  glorious  band,  the  chosen  few, 

On  whom  the  Spirit  came, 
Twelve  valiant  saints,  their  hope  they 
knew, 
And  mocked  the  cross  and  flame. 

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They  met  the  tyrant's  brandished  steel. 

The  lion's  gory  mane, 
They  bowed  their  necks,  the  death  to 
feel; 

Who  follows  in  their  train  ? 

A  noble  army,  men  and  boys, 

The  matron  and  the  maid. 
Around  the  Savioui''s  throne  rejoice 

In  robes  of  light  arrayed. 
They  climbed  the  steep  ascent  of  heaven 

Through  peril,  toil,  and  pain : 
O  God,  to  us  may  grace  be  given 

To  follow  in  their  train. 

Reginald  Hcber.     1827. 
y.  Baptiste  Calkin. 


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1.  Soldiers  who  to  Christ  belong,  For  Tlis  promises  are  sure,  His  rewards  for  aye  endure. 

Trust  ye  in  his  word,  be  strong  ; 


ITS    ACTIVITY. 


261 


NEALE.     8s  &  7s, 

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1 — \- 

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Henry  Smart. 

-^T^-^   1   J-hJ^— ^^ 

1.  Saints  of  God,  whom  faith  united  In  the 

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lighted,  Seek-ing  place  at  Christ's  right  hand  :  Ye  had  ma-ny    a    bit  -  ter  trial,    Te  were 


scorned  and  set  at  nought ;  Fearing  nothing  but  de-ni  -  al      Of  the  Lord,  for  whom  ye  fought 


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490 

2  Called  on  earth  to  different  stations 

In  the  battle  of  the  Lord, 
Ye  endured  through  tribulations, 

Faith    your   shield,    and   truth    your 
Far  apart,  thro'  toil  and  peril,     [sword  : 

Passed  ye  onward  to  your  rest : 
In  the  streets  of  gold  and  beryl 

Ye  together  shall  be  blest. 

3  Leaves  of  autumn  tell  the  story 

How  our  lives  must  also  pass, 
And  how  this  world's  pomp  and  glory 
Fadeth  like  the  summer  sfrass : 


Earthly  joys  are  vain  and  hollow, 
Earthly  hopes  lut  poor  at  best : 

Christ's  true  martyrs,  we  would  follow 
In  your  steps  and  gain  our  rest. 

4  Him,  whose  love  mankind  created, 

Ilim,  who  came  for  man  to  bleed, 
llim,  who  hath  regenerated 

Us  and  all  his  chosen  seed  ; 
We,  as  we  are  onward  pressing 

To  his  glorious  home  on  high. 
With  his  saints  and  angels  blessing. 

Now  and  ever  magnify. 

John  Mason  NtaJe. 


491 


Soldiers  who  to  Christ  belong, 
Trust  ye  in  his  word,  be  strong ; 
For  his  promises  are  sure. 
His  rewards  for  aye  endure. 

His  no  crowns  that  pass  avvay ; 
His  no  palm  that  sees  decay ; 
His  the  joy  that  shall  not  fade  : 
His  the  lio'ht  that  knows  no  shade  : 


3  His  the  home  for  spirits  blest, 
Where  he  gives  them  peaceful  rest, 
Far  above  the  starry  skies, 

In  the  bliss  of  Paradise. . 

4  Here  on  earth  ye  can  but  clasp 
Things  that  perish  in  the  grasp ; 
Lift  your  hearts  then  to  the  skies : 
God  himself  shall  be  your  prize. 

TV.,  Isaac  Williams.     183J. 


262 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


IDDO 


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C.  M.  D. 

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Arr.  from  Ndgeli. 


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■   j      In    one     an  -  oth  -  er's  peace  de- light,    And    so      f  ul  -  fil     his 


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each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh.  And  with  him  bear  a  part ;  Wien  sorrow  flows  from 


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eye 


to     eye,      And  joy   from  heart  to     heart, 


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492 

1  How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 

AVhen  those  who  love  tlie  Lord 
111  one  another's  peace  deliglit. 

And  so  fulfill  his  word : 
When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh. 

And  with  him  bear  a  part; 
When  sorrow  flows  from  eye  to  eye, 

And  joy  from  heart  to  heart. 

2  When,  free  from  envy,  scorn  and  pride, 

Our  wishes  all  above, 
Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide. 

And  show  a  brother's  love  ! 
Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above  ; 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven  who  finds 

His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

yoseph  Swain.     1792. 


493 


Lord,  thou  on  earth  didst  love  thine  own, 

Didst  love  them  to  the  end ; 
O,  still  from  thy  celestial  throne, 

Let  gifts  of  love  descend  ! 
The  love  the  Father  bears  to  thee, 

Ilis  own  eternal  Son, 
Fill  all  thy  saints,  till  all  shall  be 

Li  pure  affection  one. 

One  blessed  fellowship  of  love. 

Thy  living  church  should  stand, 
Till,  faultless,  she  at  last  above 

Shall  shine  at  thy  right  hand. 
O  glorious  day,  when  she,  the  Bride, 

With  her  dear  Lord  appears ! 
Then  robed  in  beauty  at  his  side. 

She  shall  forget  her  tears. 

Ray  Palmer. 


FELLOWSHIP. 


263 


FEDERAL    STREET 


5-4- — • * — * — * — • — 


L.  M. 


Henry  K.  Oliver.     1832. 

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1.  Kin  -  dred  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake 


heart  -  y  wel  -  come  here  re  -  ceive  ; 


494 

2  May  he,  by  Avhose  kind  care  we  meet, 
Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above ; 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

3  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 
When  Christians  meet  together  thus; 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him, 

Who  lived,  and  died,  and  reigns,  for  us. 

DIJON.     7s. 


We'll  talk  of  all  he  did  and  said, 
And  suffered  for  us  here  below  ; 
The  path  he  marked  for  us  to  tread, 
And  what  he's  doing  for  us  now. 

Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away, 
We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore : 
And  hasten  on  the  glorious  day. 
When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

John  Newton.     1779. 
German. 


1.  People  of  the  living  God,  I  have  sought  the  world  around,  Peace  and  comfort  nowhere  found. 

Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 


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^tt^ 


-^-    -«*—*-    -0-0- 


r-r- 
495 

2  Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns — 

Turns,  a  fugitive  unblest; 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 
0,  receive  me  into  rest ! 

3  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave : 


'a- 


W^here  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home. 
Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave ; — 

Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore. 
Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine ; 

Earth  can  fill  my  soul  no  more. 
Every  idol  I  resign. 

yatnes  Montgomery.     1819,  1853. 


264 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 


BOARDMAN.     C.  M. 


Devereux.    Arr.  by  George  Kittgsley.     1839. 


With  tliose  t 


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1.  Let  saints  be  -  low    in 


P 


con  -  cert  sing    With  those   to 


glo    -    ry 


gone; 


r!=1. 


pi^igiPpiiiiiil^^ 

For    all      the      ser  -  vants  of     our  King 


In  earth  and  heaven  are 


496 

2  One  family,  we  dwell  in  him, 

One  church  above,  beneath, 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

3  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

4  E'en  now  in  their  eternal  home 

Some  happy  spirits  fly  ; 

S.  M. 


And  we  are  to  the  margin  come. 
And  soon  expect  to  die. 

E'en  now,  by  faith,  we  join  our  hands 
With  those  that  went  before, 

And  greet  the  ransomed  blessed  bands 
Upon  th'  eternal  shore. 

Lord  Jesus,  be  our  constant  guide ; 

And,  when  the  word  is  given. 
Bid  death's  cold  flood  its  waves  divide, 

And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley.     J  759. 


1.  Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds  Our  hearts  in  Christian  love :  The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds  Is  like  to  that  above. 


i^^Si^iiipiiMii 


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497 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one. 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 


But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way  ; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives. 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin,  we  shall  be  free. 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 

John  Fa'tvcett.     1772. 


FELLO  WSHIP. 


265 


SARUM.     10  s. 


yoseph  Barnby.     i8 


^IN-^'V-.M^^— ^- 


m — •— a— F* — * — *— * — * — * — ^ *—«—*"\^     I     i-«tg-#  h^ — ^— p^— J 


1.  For  all  tlie  saints,  who  from  their  labors  rest,  Who  thee  by  faith  before  the  world  confest. 


•J    ■^    ^    u  ^    ^      ^  I 


iN--^: 


^ — i— *- 

Thy  name,  O    Je  -  sus,  be  for-ev-er  blest. 

1        N      N      1 


Al 

S 


2_]2 L 1_5 — S — IS-i>. 


le  -  lu  -  ia,     Al  -  le  -  lu  -  ia. 


V — 1/ — /-i**- 


i^iH^iliPy 


498 

2  Thou  wast  their  Rock,  their  Fortress  and  their  Light ; 
Thou,  Lord,  their  Captain  in  the  well-fought  tight ; 

Thou,  in  the  darkness  drear,  their  Light  of  liglit.      Alleluia. 

3  0  may  thy  soldiers,  faithful,  true,  and  bold, 
Fight  as  the  saints  who  nobly  fought  of  old. 

And  win  with  them  the  victors'  crown  of  gold.     Alleluia. 

4  0  blest  Communion,  fellowship  divine  ! 
We  feebly  struggle,  they  in  glory  shine; 

Yet  all  are  one  in  thee,  for  all  are  thine.     Alleluia. 

5  And  when  the  strife  is  fierce,  the  warfare  long, 
Steals  on  the  ear  the  distant  triumph-song, 

And  hearts  are  brave  again,  and  arms  are  strong.     Alleluia. 

6  The  golden  evening  brightens  in  the  west ; 
Soon,  soon  to  faithful  warriors  comes  the  rest ; 
Sweet  is  the  calm  of  Paradise  the  blest.     Alleluia. 

7  But  lo,  there  breaks  a  yet  more  glorious  day ; 
The  saints  triumphant  rise  in  bright  array ; 

The  King  of  Glory  passes  on  his  way.     Alleluia. 

8  From  earth's  wide  bounds,  from  ocean's  farthest  coast, 
Through  gates  of  pearl  streams  in  the  countless  host. 
Singing  to  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost.     Alleluia. 

Williatn  Wahham  How.     1854. 


26G 


THE    CHURCH. 


AURELIA.     7s  &  6s.    D. 


Samuel  Sebastian  Wesley.     i8 


^=3=31 


b5=f=:S-IlJ-Lg 


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1.  The  Church's  one  foun-da  -  tion      Is    Je  -  sus  Christ  her  Lord  ;    She  is   his   new  ere 


— *-Fp — H-i — P= — P — F- 


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By  wa  -  ter  and  the   word:  From  heaven  he  came  and  sought  her,    To 


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be    his  ho  -  ly  bride  ;  With  his  own  blood  he  bought  her,  And  for  her  life    he  died. 

3!==:*=i»=Q«= 


f==i — I — r 


I — r=ES: 


499 

2  Elect  from  everj^  nation, 

Yet  one  o'er  all  the  earth, 
Her  charter  of  salvation 

One  Lord,  one  faith,  one  birth ; 
One  holy  name  she  blesses, 

Partakes  one  holy  food, 
And  to  one  hope  she  presses, 

With  every  grace  endued. 

3  'Mid  toil  and  tribulation 

And  tumult  of  her  war. 

She  waits  the  consummation 

Of  peace  for  evermore ; 


Till  with  tlie  vision  glorious 
Her  longing  eyes  are  blest, 

And  the  great  church  victorious 
Shall  be  the  church  at  rest. 

4  The  saints  their  watch  are  keeping, 

Their  cry  goes  up,  "  How  long  ?  " 
And  soon  the  night  of  Aveeping 

Shall  be  the  morn  of  song. 
0  happy  ones  and  holy  ! 

Lord,  give  us  grace,  that  wc 
Like  them,  the  meek  and  lowly. 

On  high  may  dwell  with  thee, 

Samuel  J.  Stone.     i86d. 


STEIBELT.     S.  M. 

K 


D.  Steibelt. 


i^^m^^^^^^^^^^^^ 


1.  O  what,  if  we  are  Christ's, 


Bright  shall  the  crown  of  glory  he 


It  glory  ne, 

MTien  we  nave  home  the  cross. 


i!g^ 


THE    CHURCH. 


267 


ST.  LAWRENCE.     L.  M. 


L.  G.  Hayne. 


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1.    O  thou,  who  makest  souls   to  shine     \yith   light  from  lighter  worlds  a  -  bove, 


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all   who  seek  a     Sav  -  iour's  love 


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500 

2  Do  thou  thy  benedictions  give 

On  all  who  teach,  on  all  who  learn, 
That  so  thy  church  may  holier  live, 
And  every  lamp  more  brightly  burn. 

3  Give  thosewhoteach  purehearts  and  wise, 
Faith, hope, and  love,  all  warmed  by  prayer; 
Themselves  first  training  for  the  skies. 
They  best  will  raise  their  people  there. 

4  Give  those  who  learn  the  willing  ear. 
The  spirit  meek,  the  guileless  mind ; 


Such  gifts  will  make  the  lowliest  here 
Far  better  than  a  kingdom  find. 

5  O  bless  the  shepherd ;  bless  the  sheep ; 
That  guide  and  guided  both  be  one, 
One  in  the  faithful  watch  they  keep, 
Until  this  hunying  life  be  done. 

6  If  thus,  good  Lord,  thy  grace  be  given, 
In  thee  to  live,  in  thee  to  die. 
Before  we  upward  pass  to  heaven, 
We  taste  our  immortality. 

John  Mason  Nealc. 


501 

1  O  WHAT,  if  we  are  Christ's, 

Is  earthly  shame  or  loss  ? 
Bright  shall  the  crown  of  glory  be, 
When  we  have  borne  the  cross. 

2  Keen  was  the  trial  once. 

Bitter  the  cup  of  woe. 
When  martyred  saints,  baptized  in  blood, 
Christ's  sufferings  shared  below. 

3  Bright  is  their  glory  now, 

Boundless  their  joy  above, 


Where,  on  the  bosom  of  their  God, 
They  rest  in  perfect  love. 

Lord,  may  that  grace  be  ours ; 

Like  them  in  faith  to  bear 
All  that  of  sorrow,  grief,  or  pain 

May  be  our  portion  here ! 

Enough,  if  thou  at  last 

The  word  of  blessing  give. 

And  let  us  rest  beneath  thy  feet, 
Where  saints  and  angels  live  ! 

Henry  W.  Baker.     1832. 


268 


THE    CHURCH. 


ECCLESIA.     8s  &  7s.    D. 


1.  Glorious   things    of  thee  are   spo  -  keu,       Zi  -  on, 


1 r=j 


cit    •    y    of  our      God ! 


W^^ 


5? ^^ — ! 1 1^ 1 H-r— ; 


Ho,  whose  word    can-not    be  bro  -  ken,     Formed  thee    for      his  own  a    -   bode  : 


•.-•3^|gg^^ig=J 


y— ENg^^Ej^E^Z^^j^p 


On     the    Eock      of    a  -  ges  found  -  ed,  What  can  shake    thy  sure  re  -  pose  ? 


3^: 


z^z^^zursz 


With  sal  -  va  -  tion's  walls  sur-round-ed.  Thou  may'st  smile   at    all   thy      foes. 


See  !  the  streams  of  liviiifj  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 

And  all  fear  of  want  remove : 
Who  can  faint,  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  their  thirst  t'  assuage  ? — 
Grace  which,  like  the  Lord,  the  giver, 

Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 


BELMONT.     C.  M. 


afe 


Round  each  habitation  hovering. 

See  the  cloud  and  fii'c  appear, 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near ! 
Thus  deriving  from  their  banner. 

Light  by  night,  and  shade  by  day. 
Safe  they  feed  u[)on  the  manna 

Which  he  gives  them  when  thoy  pray, 

John  Newton.     1779. 
Jokann  C.  IK  A.  Mozart.     (1756— 1791.) 


1.  O,  where  are  kinpfs  and  empires  now,  But,  Lord,  thy  chnrch  Is  prayinjr  yet, 

Of  old  that  went  and  came  ?  A  thousand  years  the  same. 


I     I     i     1     I     I       I     I        I     '       ^ 


THE    CHURCH. 


2G9 


MIDDLETON.     8s  &  7s.    D. 


^     jHail!  tliouGod  of    grace  and     glo - 
\  By       re  -  demption's  wondrous  sto 
D.  c.  Thanks  for  pres  -  ent  good     un  -  ceas 

glFi — p— ^ — r    T — !* — V 


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English  Air. 
Fine. 

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thy  name  hast  mag  -  ni  -  fied,  ) 
the  Sav  -  iour  cru  -  ci  -  fied  ;  j" 
for  hopes    of     bliss     a  -  bove. 


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Thanks  to    thee  for 

-  —  *  -     -    1 

ev  -  ery  bless  -  ing, 

Flow  - 

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ing  from  the 

•    *  *    a     8 

Fount   of    love. 

H-' \ 1 1 

— J, . 1 

— ^ 1 p 

503 


Hear  us,  as  thus  bending  lowly, 

Near  thy  bright  and  burning  throne  ; 
We  invoke  thee,  God  most  holy ! 

Through  thy  well-beloved  Son  ; 
Send  the  baptism  of  thy  Spirit, 

Shed  the  pentecostal  lire ; 
Let  us  all  thy  grace  inherit. 

Waken,  crown  each  good  desire. 


3  Bind  thy  people.  Lord  !  in  union. 

With  the  sevenfold  cord  of  love ; 
Breathe  a  spirit  of  communion 

With  the  glorious  hosts  above  ; 
Let  thy  work  be  seen  progressing ; 

Bow  each  heart,  and  bend  each  knee  ; 
Till  the  world,  thy  truth  possessing, 

Celebrates  its  jubilee. 

Tho?nas  W.  Aveling.     1844. 


(BELMONT.) 


2  We  mark  her  goodly  battlements, 

And  her  foundations  strong; 
We  hear  within  the  solemn  voice 
Of  her  unending  song. 

3  For,  not  like  kingdoms  of  the  world. 

Thy  holy  church,  O  God  ; 
Tho'  earthquake  shocks  are  threatening 
And  tempests  are  abroad  ;  [her, 

4  Unshaken  as  eternal  hills, 

Immovable  she  stands, 
A  mountain  that  shall  fill  the  earth, 
A  house  not  made  by  hands. 

Arthur  Cleveland  Coxe.     1839. 

I  Church  of  the  ever-living  God, 
The  Father's  gracious  choice, 
Amid  the  voices  of  this  earth 
How  feeble  is  thy  voice  1 


2  A  little  flock ! — so  calls  he  thee 

AVho  bought  thee  with  his  blood  ; 
A  little  flock,  disowned  of  men. 
But  owned  and  loved  of  God. 

3  But  the  chief  Shepherd  comes  at  length ; 

Their  feeble  days  are  o'er, 
No  more  a  handful  in  the  earth, 
A  little  flock  no  more. 

4  No  more  a  lily  among  thorns. 

Weary  and  faint  and  few; 
But  countless  as  the  stars  of  heaven, 
Or  as  the  early  dew. 

5  Then  entering  th'  eternal  halls. 

In  robes  of  victory. 
That  mighty  multitude  shall  keep 
The  joyous  jubilee. 

Horatius  Bonar.     1S57. 


270 


THE     CHURCH. 


ANVERN.      L.  M. 


'mfm^^^mm^ 


German.    Arr.  by  Loiuell  Mason.     1840. 


1.  Fling  out  the  ban  -  ner  :  let  it  float 


>-- ts- 


Sky  ward  and  seaward,  liigh.  and  wide  ;  The  sun,  that 

• E— r-l ; — -f^  —  I P^^r-*'-^ — n ^ ^ — -^ 1 

— 5 — )•— F-*— — » — P  -  ■ V-m--—  ^^—^ — I* — I* 

— r  r    H — ^ — to — irx — 


ritard 


lights  its  shining  fo!ds,The  cross.on  which  the  Saviour  died, The  cross,on  which  the  Saviour  died. 

rj^  -^  *  _     -^  ^  -^  J"  h      -  -  -^  ■> 


Fling  out  the  banner :  angels  bend 
In  anxious  silence  o'er  the  sign, 
And  vainly  seek  to  comprehend 
The  wonder  of  the  Love  Divine. 

Fling  out  the  banner:  heathen  lands 
Shall  see  from  far  the  glorious  sight; 
And  nations,  crowding  to  be  born, 
Baptize  their  spirits  in  its  light. 

Fling  out  the  banner  :  sin-sick  souls, 
That  sink  and  perish  in  the  strife. 


ST.   THOMAS. 


^ 


Shall  touch  in  faith  its  radiant  hem, 
And  spring  immortal  into  life. 

Fling  out  the  banner :  let  it  float 
Skyward  and  seaward,  high  and  wide: 
Our  glory  only  in  the  cross. 
Our  only  hope,  the  Crucified. 

Fling  out  the  banner :  wide  and  liigh, 
Seaward  and  skyward  let  it  shine ; 
Nor  skill,  nor  might,  nor  merit  ours: 
We  conquer  only  in  that  sign. 

George  Washington  Doane.     1848. 

WiUia7n  Tansur.     1768. 

I 


iFiiFiiie 


1.  I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 

The  house  of  thine 


The  church,  our  blest  Redeemer  saved 
abode.  With  his  own  precious  blood. 


if 


^fl^lttl^ltfili^iii^; 


507 


I  love  thy  church,  O  God ! 

Iler  walls  before  thee  stand. 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 

And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

For  her  my  tears  shall  fall, 
For  her  my  prayers  ascend ; 

To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

Beyond  my  highest  joy 
1  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 


Iler  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise, 

5  Jesus,  thou  Friend  divine. 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King  ! 
Thy  hand,  from  every  snare  and  foe 
Shall  great  deliverance  bring. 

6  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 

To  Zion  shall  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 

Timothy  Dwight.     1800. 


ITS    MINISTRY. 


271 


P^ 


FURTH.     S.  M.  D. 

4 1 1 


=5=?1= 


-?s^ 


Francis  Joseph  Haydn.     (1732 — 1809.) 


1.  How  beauteous  are  their  feet, 


Who  stand  on     Zi  -  on's    hill.     Who  bring  sal 


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their  tongues,  And  words  of  peace  re  - 

J    JT^  -^  -0- 

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How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound, 
Whicli  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 

And  sought,  but  never  found  ! 
How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  this  heavenly  light ! 
Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 

But  died  without  the  sight. 

The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs. 

And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 
The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad ; 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 

Their  Saviour,  and  their  God. 

Isaac  Watts.     1707. 


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Come,  kingdom  of  our  God, 

Sweet  reign  of  light  and  love ! 
Shed  peace  and  hope  and  joy  abroad, 

And  wisdom  from  above. 
Over  our  spirits  first 

Extend  thy  healing  reign  ; 
There  raise  and  quench  the  sacred  thirst 

That  never  pains  again. 

Come,  kingdom  of  our  God ! 

And  make  the  broad  earth  thine ; 
Stretch  o'er  her  lands  and  isles  the  rod 

That  flowers  with  grace  divine. 
Soon  may  all  tribes  be  blest 

With  fruit  from  life's  glad  tree ; 
And  in  its  shade  like  brothers  rest. 

Sons  of  one  family. 

yokn  Johns.     1S37. 


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THE    CHURCH. 


WAREHAM    (All  Saints).     L.  M. 
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IVm.  Knapp.     1760. 


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2  Come  as  a  Shepherd  ;  guard  and  keep 
This  fold  from  hell,  and  earth,  and  sin  ; 
Nourish  the  lambs,  and  feed  the  sheep, 
The  wounded  heal,  the  lost  bring  in. 

3  Come  as  a  Watchman ;  take  thy  stand 
Upon  thy  tower  amidst  the  sky, 

And  wlien  the  sword  comes  on  the  land 
Call  us  to  fight,  or  warn  to  fiy. 

4  Come  as  an  Angel,  hence  to  guide 
A  band  of  pilgrims  on  their  way, 
That,  safely  walking  at  thy  side. 

We  fad  not,  faint  not,  turn,  nor  stray. 

5  Come  as  a  Teacher,  sent  from  God, 
Charged  his  whole  counsel  to  declare ; 
Lift  o'er  our  raidcs  the  ])rophet's  i-od, 
Whde  WG  uphold  thy  hands  with  prayer. 

6  Come  as  a  Messenger  of  peace, 
Filled  with  the  Spirit,  fired  with  love; 
Live  to  behold  our  large  increase, 
And  die  to  meet  us  all  al)ove. 

ym/ies  MontsoJttery.     1S25. 


1  The  perfect  world,  by  Adam  trod, 
Was  the  first  tem])le  built  to  God ; 
His  fiat  laid  the  corner-stone. 
And  heaved  its  pillars  one  by  one. 

2  lie  hung  its  starry  roof  on  liigh — 
The  broad,  illimitable  sky  ; 

He  spread  its  pavement, green  and  bright, 
And  curtained  it  with  morning  light. 

3  The  mountains  in  their  places  stood, 
The  sea,  the  sky,  and  "  all  was  good ;" 
And  when  its  first  few  praises  rang, 
The  "morning  stars  together  sang." 

4  Lord,  'tis  not  ours  to  make  the  sea. 
And  earth,  and  sky,  a  house  for  thee ; 
But  in  thy  sight  our  offering  stands, 
x\n  humbler  temple,  "  made  with  hands." 

5  We  cannot  bid  the  morning  star 
To  sing  how  bright  thy  glories  are; 
Hut,  Lord,  if  thou  wilt  meet  us  here, 
Thy  praise  shall  be  the  Christian's  tear 

Nathaniel  P.  Willii.     1825. 


DEDICA  TION. 


273 


SWANWICK.     C.  M. 


y.  Lucas. 


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2  Lord,  from  thine  inmost  glory  send, 

Within  these  courts  to  bide. 
The  peace  tliat  dwelleth  without  end. 
Serenely  by  thy  side  ! 

3  May  erring  minds  that  worship  here 

Be  taught  the  better  way ; 


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And  they  who  mourn,  and  tliev  who  fear. 
Be  strengthened  as  they  pray. 

May  faith  grow  firm,  and  love  grow  warm. 
And  pure  devotion  rise,  [storm 

While  round  these  hallowed  walls  the 
Of  earth-born  passion  dies. 

William  Cullen  Bryant.     1835. 
J.  Baptiste  Calkin. 


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Here  are  the  healing  streams 

To  cleanse  the  sin-defiled  : 
Here  God  the  Spirit  with  his  strength 

Endows  the  new-born  child. 

Here  Jesus  to  his  own 

His  body  gives  for  food  ; 
Andstaystheirthirst  with  draughts  divine 

Of  his  most  precious  blood. 


For  sick  and  guilty  souls 
Sure  mercies  here  abound  : 

The  Judge  in  tenderness  acquits; 
Grace  heals  the  deadly  wound. 

Yea,  God,  whose  throne  is  heaven, 
Deigns  here  to  dwell,  and  train 

The  souls  that  worship  him,  and  strive 
His  home  above  to  gain, 

Isaac  Williams.     1844. 


274 


THE    CHURCH. 


ST.  MATTHIAS.     L.  M.    6  lines. 


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William  H.  Monk. 


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Forth  from  the  world,  its  hope  and  fear,      Sav   -  lour,  we  seek  thy     shel  -  ter  here 

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2   Long-  have  we  roamed  in  want  and  pain, 
Long  have  we  sought  tliy  rest  in  vain  ; 
Wildered  in  doubt,  in  darkness  lost, 


Long  have  our  souls  been  tempest-tost ; 
Low  at  thy  feet  our  sins  we  lay, 
Turn  not,  O  Lord,  Thy  guests  awaj^ ! 

Reginald  Heber.     1827. 


WARWICK.     C.  M. 


Samuel  Stanley. 


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2  Come,  ever-blessed  Spirit,  come, 

And  make  thy  servants'  hearts  thy  home; 
May  each  a  living  temple  be, 
Hallowed  forever,  Lord,  to  thee ; 


Enrich  that  temple's  holy  shrine 
With  sevenfold  gifts  of  grace  divine  ; 
With  wisdom, light,and  knowledge  bless, 
Strength,  counsel,  fear,  and  godliness. 

Christopher  IVordsworth.     1863 


516  (WARWICK.) 

2  That  long  as  life  itself  shall  last. 

Ourselves  to  Christ  we  yield ; 
Nor  from  his  cause  will  we  depart, 
Or  ever  quit  the  field. 

3  We  trust  not  in  our  native  strength, 

But  on  his  grace  rely, 


That,  with  returning  wants,  the  Lord 
Will  all  our  need  supply. 

4  O  guide  our  doubtful  feet  aright, 
And  keep  us  in  thy  ways ; 
And,  while  we  turn  our  vows  to  prayers, 
Turn  thou  our  prayers  to  praise. 

Benjamin  Beddome.     1818. 


276 


THE    CHURCH. 


ST.   OSWALD 


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2  Now,  these  little  ones  receiving, 

Fold  them  in  thy  gracious  arm ; 
There,  we  know,  thy  word  believing, 
Only  there,  secure  from  harm. 

3  Xever,  from  thy  pasture  roving, 

Let  them  be  the  lion's  prey ; 

HURSLEY.      L,  M. 


Let  thy  tenderness,  so  loving, 

Keep  them  all  life's  dangerous  way. 

4  Then,  within  thy  ft)ld  eternal, 
Let  them  find  a  resting-place  ; 
Feed  in  pastures  ever  vernal, 
Drink  the  rivers  of  thy  grace. 

William  A  ugustus  Muhlenburg.     1826. 
Haydn.    Arr.  by  W.  H.  Monk.     i8oi. 


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SILOAM. 


1.  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

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How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath  the  hill. 
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2  Lo  !  sucli  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod ; 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay  ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill   ' 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  ag-e 
May  shake  th«  soul  with  sorrow's  power 
And  stormy  passion's  rage. 

5  O  thou,  who  givest  life  and  breath, 

AVe  seek  thy  grace  alone 


In  childhood,  manhood,  age  and  death. 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own. 

Reginald  Heber.     1812. 
19 

See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stands, 

With  all  engaging  charms  ! 
Hark !  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 

And  folds  them  in  his  arms ! 

"  Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries, 
"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name ; 

For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these, 
The  Lord  of  angels  came." 

We  bring  them.  Lord,  in  thankful  hands. 
And  yield  them  up  to  thee ; 

Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, — 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

Philip  Doddridge.     1740. 


1  A\  iTH  thankful  hearts  our  songs  we  raise, 
To  celebrate  the  Saviour's  praise ; 

Yet  who,  but  saints  in  heaven  above, 
Can  tell  the  riches  of  his  love  ? 

2  He,  the  good  Shepherd,  kindly  leads 
The  wanderer,  and  the  hungry  feeds ; 
Deigns  in  his  arms  the  lambs  to  bear. 
And  makes  them  his  peculiar  care. 

3  Jesus,  to  thy  protecting  wing. 
Our  helpless  little  ones  we  bring ; 
Ograntthem  grace  and  strength,  that  they 

,  May  find  and  keep  the  heavenward  way. 

yohn  Bickersteth.     1832. 

I  Dear  Saviour,  if  these  lambs  should  stray 
From  thy  secure  inclosure's  bound. 


And,  lured  by  worldly  joys  away. 
Among  the  thoughtless  crowd  be  found ; 

2  Remember  still  that  they  are  thine, 
That  thy  dear  sacred  name  they  bear ; 
Think  that  the  seal  of  love  divine, 
The  sign  of  covenant  grace  they  wear. 

3  In  all  their  emng,  sinful  years, 
O  let  them  ne'er  forgotten  be  ; 
Remember  all  the  prayers  and  tears 
Which  made  them  consecrate  to  thee. 

4  And  when  these  lips  no  more  can  pray, 
These  eyes  can  weep  for  them  no  more. 
Turn  thou  their  feet  from  folly's  way  ; 
The  wand'rers  to  thy  fold  restore. 

A  nn  B.  Hyde.     1824. 


278 


THE    CHURCH. 


HAMBURG.     L.  M. 


Gregorian  Chant.    A  rr.  by  Lowell  Mason.     1825. 


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O  Flesh,  once  offered  on  the  cross, 
The  gift  tliat  makes  our  pardon  sure  ! 

Let  nevermore  our  sinful  souls 

The  anguish  of  thy  cross  renew ; 

Nor  forge  again  the  cruel  nails 

That  pierced  thy  victim  body  through  ! 

Mrs,  Cecil  Frances  Alexander.     1859. 


Lowell  Mason,     1832 
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2  We  come  to  show  thy  dying  hour, 
vThy  streaming  vein,  thy  broken  flesh ; 

And  still  that  blood  is  warm  to  save, 
And  still  thy  fragrant  wounds  are  fresh. 

3  O  Heart,  that  with  a  double  tide 
Of  blood  and  water,  maketh  pure ! 


DOWNS.     C.  M. 


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2  By  faith  we  take  the  Bread  of  Life, 
With  which  our  souls  are  fed  ; 
The  Cup,  in  token  of  his  Blood, 
That  was  for  sinners  shed. 


Under  his  banner  thus  we  sing. 
The  wonders  of  his  love  ; 

And  thus  anticipate  by  faith. 
The  heavenly  feast  above, 

Thomas  Cotterilt. 


iSio. 


THE    LORD'S    SUPPER. 


279 


NAUFORD.     P.  M. 


Arthur  S.  Sullivan. 


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And  show  the  death  of  our  dear  Lord, 


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2  His  body  broken  in  our  stead 
Is  here,  in  this  memorial  bread ; 
And  so  our  feeble  love  is  fed, 

Until  he  come. 

3  His  fearful  drops  of  agony, 

His  life-blood  shed  for  us  we  see : 
The  cup  shall  tell  the  mystery, 
Until  he  come. 

BELMONT.     C.  M. 


4  And  thus  that  dark  betrayal  night, 
With  the  last  advent  we  unite — 
The  shame,  the  glory,  by  this  rite, 

Until  he  come. 

5  O,  blessed  hope  !  with  this  elate, 
Let  not  our  hearts  be  desolate. 
But,  strong  in  faith,  in  patience  wait, 

Until  he  come ! 

G.  Raivson. 
fohann  C.  IV.  A.  Mozart.    (1756— 1791.) 


2  The  body,  broken  for  my  sake. 

My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be ; 
Tliy  testamental  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  thee. 

3  Gethsemane  can  I  forget  ? 

Or  there  thy  conflict  see, 

Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 

And  not  remember  thee  ? 

4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes. 

And  rest  on  Calvar}', 


0  Lamb  of  God,  my  sacrifice ! 
I  must  remember  thee  : — 

Remember  thee,  and  all  thy  pains. 

And  all  thy  love  to  me  ! — 
Yea,  while  a  breath,  a  pulse  remains. 

Will  I  remember  thee. 

And  when  these  failing  lips  grow  dumb, 
x\nd  mind  and  mem'ry  flee ; 

When  thou  shalt  in  thy  kingdom  come, 
Jesus,  remember  me. 

James  Montgomery.     1825. 


280 


THE    CHURCH. 


MONKLAND.     7s. 


John  B.  Wilkes. 


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2  Wliero  the  Paschal  blond  is  poured, 
Death's  dark  aiigel  sheathes  his  sword  ; 
Israel's  hosts  triumphant  go 
Through  the  wave  that  drowns  the  foe. 

3  Christ,  our  Pasclial  Lamb,  is  slain, 
Holy  victim,  without  stain  ; 
Death  and  hell  defeated  lie, 
Heaven  unfolds  its  gates  on  high. 

4  Hymns  of  glory  and  of  praise, 
Father,  unto  thee  we  raise ; 
Risen  Lord,  all  praise  to  thee, 
With  the  Spirit  ever  be. 

Roman  Breviary.    Tr.,  Robert  Campbell. 


1850. 


SACRAMENT.     9s  &  8s. 


1  Bread  of  heaven  !  on  thee  we  feed, 
For  thy  flesh  is  meat  indeed : 
Ever  let  our  souls  be  fed 

With  this  true  and  living  bread ! 

2  Vine  of  heaven  !  thy  blood  supplies 
This  blest  cup  of  sacrifice  : 

Lord  !  thy  wounds  our  healing  give, 
To  thy  cross  we  look  and  live. 

3  Day  by  day,  with  strength  supplied, 
Through  the  life  of  him  who  died : 
Lord  of  life !  O,  let  us  be, 
Rooted,  grafted,  built  on  thee  ! 

Josiah  Conder.     1824. 

Edward  J.  Hopkins.     (i8i8— ). 
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2  O  Water,  life-bestowing, 

From  out  the  Saviour's  heart ! 
A  fountain  purely  flowing, 

A  fount  of  love  thou  art; 
O  let  us,  freely  tasting, 

Our  burning  thirst  assuage  ! 
Thy  sweetness,  never  wasting. 

Avails  from  age  to  age. 


Jesus!  this  feast  receiving. 

We  thee  unseen  adore  ; 
Thy  faithful  word  believing. 

We  take,  and  doubt  no  more ; 
Give  us,  thou  true  and  loving ! 

On  earth  to  live  in  thee  ; 
Then,  death  the  vail  removing, 

Thy  glorious  face  to  see. 

Unknown  Mediieval Author. 
Tr.,  Ray  Palmer.     1858. 


I  Bread  of  the  world,  in  mercy  broken. 
Wine  of  the  soul,  in  mercy  shed, 
By  whom  the  words  of  life  were  spoken, 
And  in  whose  death  our  sins  are  dead ; 


Look  on  the  heart  by  sorrow  broken, 
Look  on  the  tears  by  sinners  shed ; 
And  be  thy  feast  to  us  the  token 
That  by  thy  grace  our  souls  are  fed. 

Reginald  Heber.     1827. 


282 


THE    CHURCH. 


William  //.  Monk.     1861. 


1 .  Thee  we  a  -  dore,  0  un-seen  Saviour  !  thee,  Who  in  thy  feast  art  pleased  with  us  to  be. 


Both  flesh  and  spirit      at  thy  presence  fail,  Yet  here  thy  presence  we  de-vout-ly  hail. 

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2  O  blest  memorial  of  our  dying  Lord, 
Who  living  bread  to  men  doth  here  afford ! 
O  may  our  souls  forever  feed  on  thee, 
And  thou,  0  Christ,  forever  precious  be ! 

3  0  fount  of  goodness !  in  thy  healing  flood 
Cleanse  us,  unclean,  with  thy  most  cleansing  blood; 
Increase  our  faith  and  love,  that  we  may  know 
The  hope  and  peace  which  from  thy  presence  flow. 

4  0  Christ,  whom  now  beneath  a  veil  we  see. 
May  what  we  thirst  for  soon  our  portion  be ; 
To  gaze  on  thee  unveiled,  and  see  thy  face. 

The  vision  of  thy  glory  and  thy  grace,      y.  /?.  wood/ord. 

WOODWORTH.       L.  M.  Willia,n  B.  Bradbury. 

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531 

I  0  Love,  who  formed.st  me  to  wear 
The  image  of  thy  Godhead  here ; 
O  Love,  I  give  myself  to  thee, 
Thine  ever,  only  thine  to  be. 


O  Love,  of  whom  is  truth  and  light, 
Whose  heart  was  bared  to  them  that  smite; 
O  Love,  I  give  myself  to  thee. 
Thine  ever,  only  thine  to  be. 

jfohann  Angclus  Silesius.     1657. 
7>.,  Catherine  IVinkworlk.     1858. 


THE    LORD'S    SUPPER. 


BANQUET.     1  Os. 


283 

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1  Draw  nigh  and  take  the  body  of  the  Lord, 
And  drink  the  holy  blood  for  you  outpoured  ; 
Saved  by  that  body  and  that  holy  blood, 
With  souls  refreshed,  we  render  thanks  to  God. 

2  Salvation's  giver,  Christ,  God's  only  Son, 

By  his  dear  cross  and  blood  the  victory  won  ; 
Offered  was  he  for  greatest  and  for  least, 
Himself  the  victim  and  himself  the  priest. 

3  He,  ransomer  from  death,  and  light  from  shade, 
Now  gives  his  holy  grace  his  saints  to  aid ; 

With  heavenly  bread  makes  them  that  hunger  whole, 
Gives  living  waters  to  the  thirsting  soul. 

4  Approach  ye  then  with  faithful  hearts  sincere. 
And  take  the  safegtiard  of  salvation  here : 

He,  that  in  this  world  rules  liis  saints  and  shields, 
To  all  believers  life  eternal  yields. 

•jth  Century,  Tr.  yohfi  Mason  NcaU. 


iSsz. 


284 


THE    CHURCH. 


SWEET    THE    MOMENTS.     8s  &  7s.    D. 


Joseph  Barnby. 


1.  Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  bless -iug,  Which  be-  fore  the  Cross  we  spend  ;  Life  and  health  and  peace  pos- 


poured  in  streams  of  blood  ;  Precious  drops,  our  souls  be-dew-ing.    Make  and  plead  our  peace  with  God. 


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Truly  blessed  is  the  station, 

Low  before  his  cross  to  lie, 
While  we  see  divine  compassion 

Beaming  in  his  gracious  eye. 
Lord,  in  ceaseless  contemplation 

Fix  our  hearts  and  eyes  on  thee, 
Till  we  taste  thy  whole  salvation. 

And  thine  unveiled  glories  see. 

CECILIA.      8s  &  7s. 

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3  For  thy  sorrows  we  adore  thee, 

For  the  pains  that  wrought  our  peace  ; 
Gracious  Saviour,  we  implore  thee, 

In  our  hearts  thy  love  increase. 
Here  we  feel  our  sins  forgiven, 

While  upon  the  Land)  we  gaze ; 
And  our  thoughts  are  all  of  heaven. 

And  our  lips  o'ertlow  with  praise. 

yatnes  Allen.     1757. 
Walter  Shirley.     1774- 

John  B.  Dykes. 


'he  King  of  love  my  Shepherd  is, 

Whose  goodness  faileth  e 


1.  The  King  of  love  my  Shepherd  is,  I  nothing  lack  if  I  am  his, 

Whose  goodness  faileth  never ; 


And  he  is  mine  forever. 

/IN 


534 

2  Where  streams  of  living  water  flow, 

My  ransomed  soul  he  leadoth, 
And,  where  the  verdant  pastures  grow, 
With  food  celestial  feedeth. 

3  Perverse  and  foolish  oft  I  strayed, 

But  yet  in  love  he  sought  me, 
And  on  his  shoulder  gently  laid, 
And  home,  rejoicing,  brought  me. 


4  Li  death's  dark  vale  I  fear  no  ill 

With  thee,  dear  Lord,  beside  me ; 
Thy  rod  and  staff  my  comfort  still, 
Thv  cross  before  to  guide  me. 

5  And  so  through  all  the  length  of  days, 

Thy  goodness  faileth  never; 
Good  Shepherd,  may  1  sing  thy  praise 
Within  thy  house  forever. 

Henry  IV.  Baktr 


THE    LORD'S    SUPPER, 


285 


German  Melody. 
Fine. 


-,     j  Je  -  sus  spreads  his  ban  -  ner    o'er 

■    (    He  the   ban  -  quet  spreads  be-fore 

D.  c.  May  we   taste    it,    kind  -  Ij    giv  ■ 


us, 
us, 
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Cheers  our  fam-ished   souls  with  food 


In    re  -  mem  -  brance,  Lord,  of  thee 


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535 


2  In  thy  holy  incarnation, 

Wlien  tlie  angels  sang  thy  birth  ; 
In  thy  fasting  and  temptation  ; 
In  thy  labors  on  the  earth  ; 

SICILY.     8s  &  7s. 


In  thy  trial  and  rejection  ; 

In  thy  sufferings  on  the  tree ; 
In  thy  glorious  resurrection  ; 

May  we,  Lord,  remember  thee. 

Roswell  Park.     1836. 

Sicilian  Melody. 

4- 


May  our  souls,  re  -  f  resh-ment  find  -  ing,    Grow 


in 


all    things  like  our  head. 


From  the  table  now  retiring 

Which  for  us  the  Lord  hath  spread, 
May  our  souls,  refreshment  finding, 

Grow  in  all  things  like  our  head ! 

His  example  while  beholding, 
May  our  lives  his  image  bear ; 

Him  our  Lord  and  Master  calling. 
His  commands  may  we  revere. 


3  Love  to  God  and  man  displaying, 

Walking  steadfast  in  his  way, 
Joy  attend  us  in  believing. 

Peace  from  God,  through  endless  day. 

4  Praise  and  honor  to  the  Father, 

Praise  and  honor  to  the  Son,  , 
Praise  and  honor  to  the  Spirit, 
Ever  Three  and  ever  One. 

J.  Rowe.     1818. 


286  THE     CHURCH. 

WATCHMAN,  TELL  US  OF  THE  NIGHT. 


7s.    D. 


Lowell  Mason.     183O. 


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mountain's  height  See  that  glo  -  ry-beaming  star  !   Watchman,  does  its  beauteous  ray 


Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ?    Traveler,  yes  ;  it  brings  the  day,  Promised  day  of  Is  ra  el. 


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Where  the  lofty  minaret 

Gleams  along  the  morning  skies, 
Wave  it  till  the  crescent  set, 

And  the  "  Star  of  Jacob  "  rise. 

2  Go  to  many  a  tropic  isle, 

In  the  bosom  of  tlie  deep, 
Where  the  skies  forever  smile, 

And  th'  oppressed  forever  weep. 
O'er  the  negro's  night  of  care 

Pour  the  living  light  of  heaven  ; 
Chase  away  the  fiend  despair. 

Bid  him  hope  to  be  forgiven. 

3  Where  the  golden  gates  of  day 

Open  on  the  palmy  East, 
Wide  the  bleeding  cross  display. 

Spread  the  gospel's  richest  feast. 
Bear  the  tidings  round  the  ball. 

Visit  every  soil  and  sea  ; 
Preach  the  cross  of  Christ  to  all, 

Christ,  whose  love  is  full  and  free. 

Joshua  Marsden.     i8ii. 


537 

2  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night ; 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends  ; 
Traveler,  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth  its  course  portends ; 
Watchman,  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth 
Traveler,  ages  are  its  own  ; 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth  I 

3  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn  ; 
Traveler,  darkness  takes  its  flight. 

Doubt  and  terror  are  Avithdrawn  ; 
Watchman,  let  thy  wanderings  cease; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home  ! 
Traveler,  lo !  the  Prince  of  peace, 

Lo !  the  Son  of  God,  is  come ! 

John  Bowring.     1S25. 

538 

1  Go,  ye  messengers  of  God, 

Like  the  beams  of  morning  fly ; 
Take  the  wonder-working  rod. 
Wave  the  banner-cross  on  high  : 


ITS    PROGRESS    AND     VICTORY. 
LATTER    DAY.     8s  &  7s. 


387 


yohn  Zundel. 


1.  We   are   liv  -  ing,  we  are  dwelling,    In     a  grand  and  aw  -  ful  time.     In  an  age  on 

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Ma-gog  to  the  fray  ;  Hark  !  what  soundeth  ?  is  creation  Groaning  for  its  lat  -  ter  day. 


539 

2   Worlds  are  charging,  heaven  beholding, 
Thou  hast  but  an  hour  to  fight ; 
Now  the  blazoned  cross  unfolding, 
On,  right  onward,  for  the  right ! 

LISBON.     S.  M. 


On  !  let  all  the  soul  within  vou 
For  the  truth's  sake  go  abroad  ; 

Strike,  let  every  nerve  and  sinew 
Tell  on  ages,  tell  for  God. 

Arthur  Cleveland  Coxe.     1S40. 


Daniel  Read.     1783. 

1       \ 


I.  O  Lord  our  Go<i,arise, The  cause  of  truth  maintain;  And  wide  o'er  all  the  peopled  world  Extend  her  blessed  reicrn. 


^    ^  II  'I 

1  O  Lord  our  God,  arise. 

The  cause  of  truth  maintain  ; 
And  wide  o'er  all  the  peopled  world 
Extend  her  blessed  reign. 

2  Thou  Prince  of  life,  arise, 

Xor  let  thy  glory  cease ; 
Far  spread  the  conquests  of  thy  grace, 
And  bless  the  earth  with  peace. 


3  Thou  Holy  Ghost,  arise. 

Expand  thy  quickening  wing. 
And  o'er  a  dark  and  ruined  world 
Let  light  and  order  spring. 

4  All  on  the  earth,  arise, 

To  God  the  Saviour  sing; 
From  shore  to  shore.from  earth  to  heaven, 
Let  echoing  anthems  ring. 

Ralph  IVardlavK     1803. 


288 


THE    CHURCH. 


MISSIONARY    HYMN.     7s  &  6s,    D. 


Lowell  Mason.     1824. 


^d-T^^I 


3^^^^ 


1.  From  Greeulaiid's  icy  mountains.  Where  AJVic'B  sunny  fountains 

From  India's  coral  strand,  KoU  down  their  golden  sand  ; 


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541 

2  What  thoufjh  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile : 
III  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown, 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Can  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Can  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny? 
Salvation,  0  salvation  1 

The  joyfid  sound  proclaim, 
Till  each  remotest  nation 

Has  learnt  Messiah's  name. 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory. 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole ; 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature. 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 

Reginald  Heber,     1819. 


1  Xow  be  the  Gospel  banner 

In  every  land  unfurled, 
And  be  the  shout,  "Ilosanna!" 

Re-echoed  through  the  world: 
Till  every  isle  and  nation. 

Till  every  tribe  and  tongue, 
Receive  the  great  salvation. 

And  join  the  happy  throng. 

2  What  though  th'  embattleil  legions 

Of  eartli  and  hell  combine  ? 
Ilis  power,  throughout  their  regions, 

Shall  soon  resplendent  shine  ; 
Ride  on,  O  Lord,  victorious, 

Immanuel,  I'rince  of  peace; 
Thy  triumph  shall  be  glorious, 

Thine  empire  still  increase. 

3  Yes,  thou  shalt  reign  forever, 

0  Jesus,  King  of  kings  : 
Thy  light,  thy  love,  thy  favor. 

Each  ransomed  captive  sings : 
The  isles  for  Thee  are  waitiijg, 

The  deserts  learn  thy  praise, 
The  hills  and  valleys  greeting, 

The  Song  responsive  raise. 

Thomas  Hastings.     1830 


ITS    PROGRESS    AND     VICTORY.  289 

WEBB.       7s  &  6s.     D.  George  J.  IVebb.     1837. 


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1.  The  morning  light  is  breaking ;  The  darkness  disappears  ;  The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 

D.  s.  Of    na-tions  in  commo  tion. 


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Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 


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The  morning  light  is  breaking ; 

The  darkness  disappears ; 
The  sons  of  eartli  are  waking 

To  penitential  tears; 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar, 
Of  nations  in  commotion, 

Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 

See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above ; 
While  sinnei's,  now  confessing, 

The  gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing, — 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

Blest  river  of  salvation  ! 

Pursue  thine  onward  way; 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay : 
Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their  home  ; 
Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim — "  The  Lord  is  come  ! " 

Saviuel  F.  Smith.     1831. 


544 

1  Awake,  awake,  0  Zion, 

Put  on  thy  strength  divine, 
Thy  garments  bright  in  beauty, 

The  bridal  dress  be  thine  : 
Jerusalem  the  boly. 

To  purity  restored ; 
Meek  Bride,  all  fair  and  lowly, 

Go  forth  to  meet  thy  Lord. 

2  The  Lamb  who  bore  our  sorrows 

Comes  down  to  earth  again  • 
No  Sufferer  now,  but  Victor, 

For  evermore  to  reign  ; 
To  reign  in  every  nation, 

To  rule  in  every  zone : 
O  wide-world  coronation, 

\\\  every  heart  a  throne. 

3  Awake,  awake,  O  Zion, 

The  bridal  day  draws  nigh. 
The  day  of  signs  and  wonders. 

And  marvels  from  on  high  : 
Thy  sun  uprises  slowly. 

But  keep  thou  watch  and  ward  ; 
Fair  Bride,  all  pure  and  lowly. 

Go  forth  to  meet  thy  Lord. 

Benjamin  Gough,     1865 


290 


THE    CHURCH. 


LUDWIG.      7s.    D. 


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Raise  your  banner  in  the  sky,  Let  it  float  there 


wide  unfurled,  Bear  it  onward,  lift  it  high. 


545 


Soldiers  of  tlie  cross,  arise, 

(iud  you  with  your  armor  bright ; 
Mio-hty  are  your  enemies, 

Hard  the  battle  ye  must  fight. 
O'er  a  faitliless  fallen  world 

Raise  your  banner  in  the  sky. 
Let  it  rioat  tliere  wide  unfurled, 

Bear  it  onward,  lift  it  high. 

'Mid  Iherhomes  of  want  and  woe. 
Strangers  to  the  living  Word, 

Let  the  Saviour's  herald  go. 

Let  the  voice  of  hope  be  heard. 


7s  &  6s 

I        I      4 


Where  the  shadows  deepest  lie, 
Carry  truth's  unsullied  i-ay  ; 

Where  are  crimes  of  blackest  dye, 
There  the  saving  sign  display. 

To  the  weary  and  the  worn 

Tell  of  realms  where  sorrows  cease ; 
To  the  outcast  and  forlorn 

Speak  of  mercy  and  of  peace. 
Be  the  banner  still  unfurled. 

Boar  it  bravely  still  abroad. 
Till  the  kingdoms  of  the  world 

Arc  the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord. 

William  M'aUham  I  low.     1854. 
J.  S.  Sidebotham. 


*:=5= 


—  -^ — L^w :»j ^ » 


1.  When  shall  the  voice  of  sing  -  ing  Flow  joy  -  f  ul  -  ly     a  -  long  ?  When  hill  and  val  -  ley, 


*-r- 


fil^Epjg^^ 


ITS    PJiOGRESS    AND     VICTORY. 


291 


ring-ing  With  one  tri-umpli-ant  song 


Proclaim  the  con  -  test  end  -  ed,     And  him  who 


once  was  slain,       A  -  gain  to   earth  de  -  scend 


j^ 


Ei^: 


W:»= 


righteous -ness   to  reign. 


=p: 


grh 


546 


2  Then  from  the  craggy  mountains 
The  sacred  shout  shall  fly  ; 
And  shady  vales  and  fountains 
Shall  echo  the  reply : 


I         I      ' 

Ilig'li  tower  and  lowlv  dwelling 
Shall  send  the  chorus  round, 

All  hallelujah  snelling 
In  one  eternal  sound. 

yamcs  Edmesion. 


1822. 


SAVANNAH.      10s. 


Ignace  Pleyel.     (1757 — 1831). 


I^PB 


Kise,  crowned  with  ligbt,imperial  Salem, rise;  Exalt  thj-  towering  head,and  lift  thine  eyes 


See  heaven  its  sparkling  portals  wide  display.  And  break  upon  thee  in  a  flood  of  day. 


m^m^^fk^m 


547 

2  See  a  long  race  thy  spacious  courts  adorn, 
See  future  sons  and  daughters  yet  unborn 
In  crowding  ranks  on  every  side  arise, 
Demanding  life,  impatient  for  the  skies. 

3  Sec  barbarous  nations  at  thy  gates  attend, 
Walk  in  thy  light,  and  in  thy  temple  bend; 

See  thy  bright  altars  thronged  with  prostrate  kings. 
While  everv  land  its  joyful  tribute  brings. 

4  The  seas  shall  waste,  the  skies  to  smoke  decay. 
Rocks  fall  to  dust,  and  mountains  melt  away ; 
But  fixed  his  word,  his  saving  power  remains; 

Thy  realm  shall  last,  thy  own  Messiah  reigns.     Alexander  Po^e. 


292 


THE    CHURCH. 


ZION.       8s,  7s  «&  4s.  Thomas  Hastings.     1830. 

.,     j  O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  dark-ness,  Cheer'd  by  no  ce-les  -  tial   ray,     ) 
■   \  Sua  of  righteousness  !  a  -  ris  -  iug,  Bring  the  bright.the  glorious  day  ;  j'  Send  the  gospel 

-•■•■*--••  .  j«.       4t       .«.  m   .   m        \  >        fc  I  . 


To  the  earth's  remotest  bound  ;  Send  the  gos  -  pel 

J">        >      .s        IS      I         I  I  j«. .   je.      .#.      ^ 


To  the  earth's  re  -  mot  -  est  bound. 


2  Kingdoms  wide  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Grant  them,  Lord,  the  glorious  liglit ; 
And,  from  eastern  coast  to  western, 
May  tlie  inorning  chase  the  night; 

And  redemption. 
Freely  purchased,  win  the  day. 

3  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  gospel ! 

Win  and  conquer,  never  cease ; 
May  thy  lasting,  wide  dominions. 
Multiply  and  still  increase ; 

Sway  thy  sceptre. 
Saviour,  all  the  world  around  ! 

W.  Williams,     ijj'i. 

549 

I   Men'  of  God,  go  take  your  stations. 

Darkness  reigns  throughout  the  earth ; 


GLADSTONE.     L.  M. 


[E^s=331=^^^i 


1.  Je  -  sus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 


Go,  proclaiin  among  the  nations 
Joyful  news  of  heaveiily  birth: 

IJear  the  tidings 
Of  the  Saviour's  matchless  worth. 

2  Of  his  gospel  not  ashamed, 

As  the  [)ower  of  God  to  save, 

Go  wliere  Christ  was  never  named, 

Publish  freedom  to  the  slave : 

Blessed  freedom. 
Freedom  Zion's  children  have. 

3  When  exposed  to  fearful  dangers, 

Jesus  will  his  own  defend; 
Borne  afar  'mid  foes  and  strangers, 
Jesus  will  appear  your  Friend 

And  his  presence 
Shall  be  with  you  to  the  end. 

Thomas  Kelly,     1806. 
yV.  H.  Gladstone. 

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il^«U 


IS; 


Does  his  sue  -  cess  -  ive  jour  -  neys  run  ; 


His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore,       Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 


Utn 


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ITS    PROGRESS    AND    VJC'IORY. 


MISSIONARY    CHANT.     L.  M, 


1.  Ye  Christian  heralds  !  go,  proclaim      Sal  -  vation  through  Immariuers  name  ; 

mm  ■>*-         -*^      -?*• 


Ti • — • — • — r  ■^- 


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And  plant  the  Rose  of  Sha  -  ron  there. 


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550 

1  Ye  Christian  heralds!  go,  proclaim 
Salvation  through  Immanuers  name  ; 
To  distant  climes  the  tidings  bear, 
And  plant  the  Rose  of  Sharon  thei'c. 

2  He'll  shield  you  with  a  wall  of  fire. 
With  flaming  zeal  y(iur  breast  inspire, 
Bid  raging  winds  their  fury  cease, 
And  hush  the  tempest  into  peace. 

3  And  when  our  labors  all  are  o'er. 
Then  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more, — 
Meet  with  the  blood-bought  throng,  tof  all, 
And  crown  our  Jesus — Lord  of  all ! 

■*  Wincheir s  Coll.     1817. 


1  Soon  may  the  last  glad  song  arise 
Through  all  the  millions  of  the  skies, 
That  song  of  triumph,  which  records. 
That  all  the  earth  is  now  the  Lord's. 

2  Let  thrones,  and  powers, and  kingdoms  be 
Obedient,  mighty  God  !  to  thee  ; 
And,  over  land,  and  stream,  and  main, 
Wave  thou  the  sceptre  of  thy  reign. 

3  O  that  the  anthem  now  might  swell, 
And  host  to  host  the  triumph  tell. 
That  not  one  rebel  heart  remains, 
But  o\  cr  all  the  Saviour  reigns. 

Anon.     1829. 


552  (GLADSTONE. ) 

2  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made. 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head ; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  every  morning-sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love,  with  sweetest  song; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 


4  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  lose  his  chains; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest. 

And  all  the  sons  of  w  ant  are  blest. 

5  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
I'eculiar  honors  to  our  king  ; 
x\ngels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen  ! 

Isaac  Watts.     1710, 


294 


THE    CHURCH: 


CLIFFORD 


C.  M. 


1.   Daughter     of 


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Henry  IV.  Greatorex.     1851. 

■     -j! d— i-i — n 


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on,  from    the    dust 


Ex  -  alt    thy    fall  -  en  head  ; 


553 


Awake,  awake,  put  on  thy  strength, 

Thy  beautiful  array ; 
The  day  of  freedom  dawns  at  length, 

The  Lord's  appointed  day. 

Rebuild  thy  walls,  thy  bounds  enlarge. 
And  send  thy  heralds  forth  ; 

Say  to  the  south — "  Give  up  thy  charge. 
And  keep  not  back,  O  north  !  " 

ONIDO.     7s 

—J — 


4  They  come,  they  come ; — thine   exiled. 

Where'er  they  rest  or  roam,     [bands, 
Have  heard  thy  voice  in  distant  lands, 
And  hasten  to  their  home. 

5  Thus,  though  the  universe  shall  burn, 

And  God  his  works  destroy, 
With  songs  thy  ransomed  shall  return, 
And  everlasting  joy. 

James  Montgomery.     1S25. 


Pleyel.    Adapted  by  Lowell  Mason. 

^-J'Xj-r^     ^^     I — ; — n — \- — I- 


1.  Hark,  the  song  of  ju-bi  -  lee.    Loud  as  might  -  y  thunders  roar, 


Or  the  f  ul  -  ness 


of    the  sea,  When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore  :  Hallelujah  !  for  the  Lord  God  Om-nip-o- 


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ITS    PROGRESS    AND     VICTORY. 


395 


WESLEY,      lis  &  10s 


'1.  Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning !  Joy  to  the  lands  that  in  darkness  have  lain  ! 


Hushed  be  the  accents  of  sorrow  and  mourning  ;  Zi  -  on  in  triumph  begins  her  mild  reign. 


F^=^ 


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554 

2  Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning, 

Long  by  the  prophets  of  Israel  foretold ; 
Hail  to  the  millions  from  bondage  returning, 
Gentiles  and  Jews  the  blest  vision  behold. 

3  Lo,  in  the  desert  rich  flowers  are  springing ; 

Streams  ever  copious  are  gliding  along ; 
Loud  from  the  mountain  tops  echoes  are  ringing 
Wastes  rise  in  verdure,  and  mingle  in  song. 

4  See,  from  all  lands,  from  the  isles  of  the  ocean, 

Praise  to  Jehovah  ascending  on  high ; 
Fallen  are  the  engines  of  war  and  commotion  ; 

Shouts  of  salvation  are  rending  the  sky.      Thomas  Hastings. 


1830. 


555     (°'™*'> 

2  Hallelujah  !  hark,  the  sound, 

From  the  centre  to  the  skies, 
Wakes  above,  beneath,  around, 

All  creation's  harmonies. 
See  Jehovah's  banners  furled, 

Sheathedhissword:  bespeaks; 'tisdone, 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son. 

3  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole 

With  illimitable  sway; 
He  shall  reign,  when  like  a  scroll 

Yonder  heavens  have  passed  away  : 
Then  the  end;  beneath  liis  rod 

Man's  last  enemy  shall  fall: 
Hallelujah  I  Christ  in  God, 

God  in  Christ,  is  All  in  all. 

Jantes  Montgomery.     18  ig. 


T   \\  AKE  the  song  o/  jubilee, 
Let  it  echo  o'er  the  sea ; 
Now  is  come  the  promised  hour; 
Jesus  reigns  with  glorious  power. 
All  ye  nations,  join  and  sing, 
Praise  your  Saviouv,  praise  your  King ; 
Let  it  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
"  Jesus  reigns  for  evermore  ! " 

2  Hark!  the  desert  lands  rejoice. 
And  the  islands  join  their  voice ; 
Joy  !  the  whole  creation  sings, 
"  Jesus  is  the  King  of  kings  !  " 
Praise  the  name  of  God  most  high, 
Praise  him,  all  below  the  sky, 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host. 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Leonard  Bacon.     1823. 


296 


THE    CHURCH. 


ADVENT.     8s. 


Charles  Gounod. 


That  mourns  in  lone  -  ly     ex  -  ile  here 


Un  -  til  the   Son     of    God     ap  -  pear. 


I4?=t 


:*=*: 


—t>fZ±^^=Zf 


r«  fc.ii>  ik.1  f*l  Ki  r»r^ 


Re  -  joice  I     Re  -  joice  !     Im  man  -  u  -  el.  Shall  come  to  thee,  O  Is  -  ra  -  el  ! 


r:ai=:==S2; 


r*!id 


557 

2  O  come,  tlioa  Dayspi'in<x,  come  and  cheer 
Our  spirits  by  thine  advent  here; 
Disperse  the  !i;loomy  clouds  of  night, 
And  deatli's  dark  shadows  put  to  flight. 

Rejoice  I  Rejoice!   Immanuel 
Shall  come  to  thee,  O  Israel! 

3  0  come,  thou  key  of  David,  come, 
And  open  wide  our  heavenly  liome ; 
Make  safe  the  way  that  leads  on  high. 


GORTON 


And  close  the  path  to  miser}-. 
Rejoice  !  Rejoice  !  Immanuel 
Shall  come  to  thee,  O  Israel ! 

O  come,  O  come,  thou  Lord  of  might, 
Who  once  from  Sinai's  flaming  height 
III  ancient  times  didst  give  the  law, 
In  cloud,  and  majesty,  and  awe. 
Rejoice!  Rejoice!  Immanuel 
Shall  come  to  thee,  O  Israel ! 

izM  century.     Tr.  John  M.  Neale. 


Lud^vig  von  Beethoven.    (1770 — 1827.) 


1.  Come,  Lord,  and    tar   -   ry 


not : 


Bring 


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O     why  these  years  of    wait  -  ing  here, 

.0.        M.        .0- 


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CHRIST'S    ADVENT. 


297 


VENI    CITO.      8s. 


yokn  B.  Dykes. 


O    quickly  come  :  for  doubt    and  fear 


Like  clouds  dissolve  when  thou  art  near. 


O  quickly  come,  great  King  of  all ; 
Reign  all  around  us,  and  within  ; 
Let  sin  no  more  our  souls  enthrall, 
Let  pain  and  sorrow  die  with  sm  : 
O  quickly  come :  for  thou  alone 
Canst  make  thy  scattered  people  one. 

O  quickly  come,  trne  life  of  all ; 
For  death  is  mighty  all  around  ; 
On  every  home  his  shadows  fall, 


On  every  heart  his  mark  is  found; 
O  quickly  come  :  for  grief  and  pain 
Can  never  cloud  thy  glorious  reign. 

4  O  quickly  come,  sure  light  of  all, 

For  gloomy  night  broods  o'er  our  way; 
And  weakly  souls  begin  to  fall 
With  weary  watching  for  the  day  ; 
0  quickly  come :  for  round  thy  throne 
Xo  eye  is  blind,  no  night  is  known. 

Lawrence  Tuttiett.     i868. 


559 


(GORTON.) 


2  Come,  for  creation  groans. 

Impatient  of  thy  stay. 
Worn  out  with  these  long  years  of  ill, 
These  ages  of  delay. 

3  Come,  for  the  corn  is  ripe, 

Put  in  thy  sickle  now; 
Reap  the  great  harvest  of  the  earth, 
Sower  and  reaper,  thou. 

4  Come  in  thy  glorious  might, 

Come  with  the  iron  rod. 


Scattering  thy  foes  before  thy  face, 
Most  mighty  Son  of  God. 

5  Come,  and  make  all  things  new ; 

Build  up  this  ruined  earth  ; 
Restore  our  faded  Paradise, 

Creation's  second  birth. 

» 

6  Come,  and  begin  thy  reign 

Of  everlasting  peace ; 
Come,  take  the  kingdom  to  thyself, 
Great  King  of  righteousness. 

Horaiius  Bonar.     1857. 


298 


THE    CHRISTIAN    PILGRIMAGE. 


AMSTERDAM.     7s  «&  6s. 


m^m 


-=r- 


r^— 


0" 

J   J  Rise.  Miy  s^oul,  and  stretch  thy  wiiigs,  Thy  better   portion  trace  ; 
■I.  -i  ¥j: —  r »-„„  „;     t^     -.,  .i,i«„u  Tow'rd  heaven,  thy  native  place  : 


James  Xares.     1780. 


=S=:S— i- 


fSs^S 


Sun  and  moon  and  stars  de-cay  ; 


Kivcrs  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course ; 
Fire  ascending  seeks  the  sun  ; 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source  : 
So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God, 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face  ; 
Ujjward  tends  to  liis  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

SHINING 


Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn, 

Press  onward  to  tlie  {)rize; 
Soon  our  Saviour  will  return 

Triumphant  in  the  skies  : 
Yet  a  season, — and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given, 
All  our  sorrows  left  below. 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 

Robert  Seagrave.     1748. 
George  F.  Root. 


1.  My  days  are  glid-ing  swiftly  by, 


.m-  -m.  -m-  -«- 


And  I,    a  pil-grim  stranger,  Would  not  de- tain  them  as  they  fly, 
D.  8.  just  be  -  fore,  the  Shining  Shore 


sft-Jt. 


5=1 


t=ti 


M.   .m.  -m- 


D.  S. 


Those  hours  of  toil  and  dan-ger. 
We  may    almost  dis  -  cov  -  er. 


For  O,  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand,  Our  friends  are  passing  over ;  And 


smikU^'im^m^'Mmtsm^^k^ 


561 


We'll  gird  our  loins,  my  brethren  dear. 
Our  heavenly  home  discerning;" 

Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word. 
Let  every  lamp  be  burning. — Ref. 

Should  coming  days  be  cold  and  dark, 
Wc  need  not  cease  our  singing ; 


That  perfect  rest  nauglit  can  molest. 
Where  goldeti  harps  are  ringing. — Ref- 

4  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow, 
Each  cord  on  earth  to  sever ; 
Our  King  says  Come,andthere'sourhomc 
For  ever,  0,  for  ever ! — Ref. 

David  Nelson.     1835. 


FOREGLEAMS    OF    ETERNITY.  299 

PROSPECT.       7s  &  6s.     D.  George  F.  Root.     1875. 


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En  -  closed     in  death's  cold  arms. 


:-E 


-iiZT=;^ 


562 

2  Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home  ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day — 

A  journey  to  the  tomb  ; 
But  the  Christian  shall  enjoy 

Health  and  beauty,  soon,  above, 
Far  beyond  the  world's  alloy, 

Secure  in  Jesus'  love.  j_  Burton. 


"m 


300 


THE    CHRISTIAN    PILGRIMAGE. 


LUX    BENIGNA.      1  Os  &  4s, 


John  B.  Dykes.     1861. 


1.  Lead,  kindly  Light  1  amid  th'  encn'cling  gloom,  Lead  thou  me  on  ;  The  night  is  dark,  and  I  am  far  from  home, 


m-^^-'-m-^    jf    1^— g-r»g-'— *— n-; — r— y^r^yn- — !^-|»-r»-T-*-»— *- 

— "^     g  U-^->^   '^^^ " zzn-    n  g  ?>-— r     g  ^_^_ 


Lead  thou  me  on  ;  Keep  thou  my  feet ;  I  do  not  ask  to  see  The  distant  scene  ;  one  step  enough  for  me. 


I  was  not  ever  thus,  nor  prayed  that 
Shouldst  lead  me  on  ;  [thou 

I  loved  to  choose  and  see  my  path  ;  hut 
Lead  thou  me  on  :  [now 

I  loved  the  garish  day,  and  spite  of 
feai's,  [past  years. 

Pride   ruled   my  will.     Remember  not 

OLIPHANT. 


So  long  thy  power  has  blest  me,  sure  it 
Will  lead  me  on  [still 

O'er  moor  and  fen,  o'er  crag  and  tor- 
The  night  is  gone ;  [rent,  till 

And  with  the  morn  those  angel  faces 
smile  [awhile ! 

Which  I  have  loved  long  since,  and  lost 

John  Henry  Newman.     1833 


1.  Guide  me,0  thou  great  Jehovah, Pilgrim  thro'  this  barren  land;  I  am  weak,bnt  thoii  art  mighty,Hold  me  with  thy 


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2  Open  thou  the  crystal  fountain 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow  ; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through; 

Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  Strength  and  Shield. 


3  AVhcn  T  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside; 
,^ Death  of  death  !  and  hell's  destruction  ! 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side ; 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

William  Williams.     1774. 


ITS    GUIDANCE. 
HE    LEADETH    ME.     L.  M. 


301 


William  B.  Bradbury,     i860. 


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2  Sometimes  'mid  scenes  of  deepest  gloom, 
Sometimes  where  Eden's  bowers  bloom, 
By  waters  still,  o'er  troubled  sea. 

Still  'tis  his  hand  that  leadeth  me.     Cho. 

3  Lord,  I  would  clasp  thy  hand  in  mine, 
Nor  ever  murmur  nor  repine  ; 


Content,  whatever  lot  I  see. 

Since  'tis  my  God  that  leadeth  me.    Cho. 

4  And  when  my  task  on  earth  is  done, 
When,  by  thy  grace,  the  victory's  won, 
E'en  death's  cold  wave  I  will  not  flee, 
Since  God  thro'  Jordan  leadeth  me.  Cho. 

yoseph  H.  Giltnore.     1859.^ 


303  THE    CHRISTIAN    PILGRIMAGE. 

TAINTOR.     6s  &  5s. 


John  B.  Dykes. 


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1.  Saviour,  blessed  Saviour,  Listen  whilst  we  sing,  Hearts  and  voices  raising  Praises  to  our  King. 


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Nearer,  ever  nearer, 

Christ,  we  draw  to  thee, 
Deep  in  adoration 

Bending  low  the  knee: 
Thou  for  our  redemption 

Cam'st  on  earth  to  die ; 
Thou,  that  we  might  follow, 

Hast  gone  up  on  high. 

Great  and  ever  greater 

Are  thy  mercies  here. 
True  and  everlasting 

Are  the  glories  there. 
Where  no  pain,  or  sorrow, 

Toil,  or  care,  is  known. 
Where  the  angel-legions 

Circle  round  thy  throne. 

Dark  and  ever  darker 

Was  the  wintry  past, 
Now  a  ray  of  gladness 

O'er  our  path  is  cast; 
Every  day  that  passeth, 

Every  hour  that  flies. 
Tells  of  love  unfeigned, 

Love  that  never  dies. 

Godfrey  Thring.     1866. 


567 


Clearer  still  and  clearer 

Dawns  the  light  from  heaven, 
In  our  sadness  bringing 

News  of  sin  forgiven. 
Life  has  lost  its  shadows, 

Pure  the  light  within  ; 
Thoii  hast  shed  thy  radiance 

On  a  world  of  sin. 

2  Onward,  ever  onward. 

Journeying  o'er  the  road 
Worn  by  saints  before  us, 

Journeying  on  to  God ; 
Leaving  all  behind  us 

May  we  hasten  on, 
Backward  never  looking 

Till  the  prize  is  won. 

3  Higher  then  and  higher 

Bear  the  ransomed  soul, 
Earthly  toils  forgotten. 

Saviour,  to  its  goal ; 
Where  in  joys  unthought  of 

Saints  with  angels  sing, 
Never  weary  raising 

Praises  to  their  King. 

Godfrey  Thring.     1866. 


ITS    GUIDANCE. 


303 


WALTHAM 


H.  y.  Gauntlett. 


1.  Shepherd  of  thine  Is-rael,  lead  us,  Pilgrims  thro' this  desert  land;  Thou  who  hast  from  hondage  freed  us. 


As  thou  didst  in  wondrous  manner 
Guide  thy  chosen  flock  aright, 

Let  thy  presence  be  our  banner, 
Cloud  by  day,  and  fire  by  night: 

Thy  protection 
Be  our  shield,  thy  word  our  light. 

RENOVATION.     S.  M. 


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Wlien  we  come  to  death's  dark  river. 
Should  we  dread  the  swelling  tide. 

Death  of  death,  life's  source  and  giver, 
Bid  the  narrow  stream  divide : 

Joyful  praises 
We  will  sing  on  Canaan's  side. 

yosiah  Conder.     1856. 
yohann  N.  Hummel.     (1778 — 1837.) 


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1.  Far  down  the  ages  now.  The  pilgrim  church  pursues  her  way, 

Much  of  her  journey  done.  Until  her  crown  be  won. 

I  I  o^  I 


569 


The  story  of  the  past 

Comes  up  before  her  view ; 

How  well  it  seems  to  suit  her  still, 
Old,  and  yet  ever  new. 

'Tis  the  same  story  still 

Of  sin  and  weariness. 
Of  grace  and  love  yet  flowing  down 

To  pardon  and  to  bless. 

No  wider  is  the  gate. 

No  broader  is  the  way. 
No  smoother  is  the  ancient  path, 

That  leads  to  light  and  day. 


5  No  slacker  grows  the  fight, 

No  feebler  is  the  foe. 
Nor  less  the  need  of  armor  tried 
Of  shield  and  spear  and  bow. 

6  Thus  onward  still  we  press 

Through  evil  and  through  good. 
Through  pain  and  poverty  and  want. 
Through  peril  and  through  blood. 

7  Still  faithful  to  our  God, 

And  to  our  captain  true. 
We  follow  where  he  leads  the  way. 
The  kingdom  in  our  view. 

Horatius  Bonar.     1857. 


304 


THE     CHRISTIAN    PILGRIMAGE. 


HEAVEN    IS    OUR    HOME.     6s  &  4s. 


A  rthur  S.  Sullivan. 


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1.  We  are  but  stracgershere,  Heaven  is  our  home  ;  Earth  is      a   des-ert  drear,  Heaveu  is  our  home. 


I      I 


Dan  -  ger  and  sorrow  stand  Round  ns  on  every  hand,  Heaven  is  our  father-land.    Heaven  is  our  home. 


570 


Wliat  thouo-li  the  tempests  rage  ? 

Heaven  is  our  home  ; 
Short  is  oiir  pilgrimage, 

Heaven  is  oar  home. 
And  Time's  wild  wintry  blast 
Soon  shall  be  over]>ast, 
AVe  shall  reach  home  at  last; 

Heaven  is  our  home. 

3  There  at  our  Saviour's  side, 
Heaven  is  our  home ; 
May  we  be  glorified  ; 
Heaven  is  our  home  : 


BONAR 


There  are  the  good  and  ble.st. 
Those  we  love  most  and  best, 
Grant  us  with  them  to  rest; 
Heaven  is  our  home. 

4  Grant  us  to  murmur  not, 

Heaven  is  our  home. 
Whate'er  our  earthly  lot, 

Heaven  is  our  home. 
Grant  us  at  last  to  stand 
There  at  thine  own  right  hand, 
Jesus,  in  fatherland : 

Heaven  is  our  home  ! 

T.  R.  Taylor. 


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D.  s.     wash  me     in     thy  precious  blood, 


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A  -  sleep  with-in     the  tomb.  Then,  O      my  Lord,  pre-parc      My     soul   for  that  great  day  ; 
And  tiike  my  sins     a  -  way. 


ANTICJPA  TIONS. 


305 


LOVE,  REST,  AND    HOME. 


1st  time. 


\3d  time. 


..     j  Be-yond  the  smil  -  ing  and  tlie  weep  -  ing,  I     sliall  be     soon  ; 

(  Be-yond  the  wa  -  king  and  the  sleep  -  ing,    [Omit ]       Be-yond  the 


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2  Beyond  the  blooming  and  the  fading, 

I  shall  be  soon  ; 
Beyond  the  shilling  and  the  shading, 
Beyond  the  hoping  and  the  dreading, 

I  shall  be  soon  ; 
Love,  rest,  and  home  !     Sweet  home  ! 
Lord,  tarry  not,  but  come. 

3  Beyond  the  rising  and  the  setting, 

I  shall  be  soon  ; 
Beyond  the  calming  and  the  fretting, 


Beyond  remembering  and  forgetting 

I  shall  be  soon  ; 
Love,  rest,  and  home  !     Sweet  home  ! 
Lord,  tarry  not,  but  come. 

4  Beyond  the  parting  and  the  meeting, 
I  shall  be  soon  ; 
Beyond  the  farewell  and  the  greeting, 
Beyond  the  pulse's  fever  beating, 

I  shall  be  soon  ; 
Love,  rest,  and  home  !     Sweet  home  ! 
Lord,  tarry  not,  but  come. 

Horatius  Bonar, 


572 


A  FEW  more  years  shall  roll, 
A  few  more  seasons  come; 

And  we  shall  be  with  those  that  rest, 
Asleep  within  the  tomb. — Ref. 

A  few  more  storms  shall  beat 

On  this  wild,  rocky  shore ; 
And  we  shall  be  where  tempests  cease, 

And  surges  swell  no  more. — Ref. 


3  A  few  more  struggles  here, 

A  few  more  partings  o'er, 
A  few  more  toils,  a  few  more  tears. 
And  we  shall  weep  no  more. — Ref. 

4  'Tis  but  a  little  while 

And  he  shall  come  again. 
Who  died  that  we  might  live,  who  lives 
That  we  with  him  may  reign. — Ref. 

Horatius  Bonar.     1857,  ab. 


306 


THE    CHRISTIAN    PILGRIMAGE. 


ANSELM.     7s  &  6s. 


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end  -  ing,       The  tear -less  life  is   there 


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573 


And  now  we  figlit  the  battle, 

But  then  shall  wear  the  crown 
Of  full  and  everlasting 

And  passionless  renown. 
But  he  whom  now  we  trust  in, 

Shall  then  be  seen  and  known  ; 
And  tlicy  that  know  and  see  him 

Shall  have  him  for  their  own. 

EXULTATION.     7s  &  6s. 


3  The  morning  shall  awaken, 

The  shadows  shall  decay. 
And  each  true-hearted  servant 

Shall  shine  as  doth  the  day. 
There  God,  our  king  and  portion, 

In  fulness  of  his  grace, 
Shall  we  behold  forever, 

And  worship  face  to  face. 

Bernard  of  Cluny.     1145,  a3. 
Tr.,  John  M.  Neale.     1851. 

Henry  Smart. 

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1.  Re-joice,  re-joice,  be  -  liev  -  ers  !   And  let  your  lights  ap-pear  ;  The  shades  of  eve  are 

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THE    SU MM-ONS    EXPECTED. 


307 


soon  he   Avill  draw  nigli :  Up  !  pray,  and  watch,  and  wrestle  !  At  midnight  comes  the  cry. 

*       ^        -e     ^-tr         tifr     ^         -         ^       b«.      .J        e 


574 


See  that  your  lamps  are  burning, 

Replenish  them  with  oil ; 
Look  now  for  your  salvation, 

The  end  of  sin  and  toil. 
The  watchers  on  the  mountains 

Proclaim  the  Bridegroom  near 
Go,  meet  him,  as  he  cometh, 

With  hallelujahs  clear. 

0  wise  and  holy  virgins. 

Now  raise  your  voices  higher, 
Till,  in  your  jubilations. 

Ye  meet  the  angel-choir. 
The  marriage-feast  is  waiting. 

The  gates  wide  open  stand ; 
Up,  up,  ye  heirs  of  glory ! 

The  BrideoToom  is  at  hand. 


MERTON.     C.  M. 


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4  The  saints,  who  here  in  patience 

Their  cross  and  sufferings  bore. 
With  him  shall  reign  forever, 

When  sorrow  is  no  more  : 
Around  the  throne  of  glory 

The  Lamb  shall  they  behold, 
Adoring  cast  before  him 

Their  diadems  of  gold. 

5  Our  hope  and  expectation, 

O  Jesus,  now  appear  ! 
Arise,  thou  Sun  so  looked-for. 

O'er  this  benighted  sphere  ! 
With  hearts  and  hands  uplifted. 

We  plead,  0  Lord,  to  see 
The  day  of  our  redemption. 

And  ever  be  with  thee. 

Laurentiiis-Laicrenti.    1700. 
TV.,  Miss  Jane  Borthwick.     1853. 

H.  K.  Oliver.     1842. 


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1.  Ye  golden  lamps  of  heaven .  farewell,  Farewell,  thou  ever  changing  moon, 

With  all  your  feeble  light ;  Pale  empress  of  the  night. 

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575 


And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day, 

In  brighter  flames  arrayed  ; 
My  soul,  that  springs  beyond  thy  sphere, 

No  more  demands  thine  aid. 

Ye  stars  are  but  the  shining  dust 

Of  my  divine  abode, 
The  pavement  of  those  heavenly  courts 

Where  I  shall  reign  with  God. 

The  Father  of  eternal  light 
Shall  there  his  beams  display. 


Nor  shall  one  moment's  darkness  mix 
With  that  unvaried  day. 

No  more  the  drops  of  piercing  grief 
Shall  swell  into  mine  eyes ; 

Nor  the  meridian  sun  decline 
Amid  those  brighter  skies. 

There  all  the  millions  of  his  saints 

Shall  in  one  song  unite. 
And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  view 

With  infinite  delight. 

Philip  Doddridge.     1755. 


308  THE    CHRISTIAN    PILGRIMAGE. 

STAINER.     C.  M.  D. 


y.  Stainer. 


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2   xVlas,  how  with  our  actions  all 

Has  this  defect  entwined  ; 
And  poisoned  with  its  hitter  gall, 

The  spirit,  heart,  and  mind  1 
Alas,  through  this,  how  many  gems 

Have  we  not  cast  away, 
That  might  have  formed  our  diadems 

In  everlasting  day  ! 

CELESTIAL    PRAISE.     6s  &  8s. 

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3  Yet  though  the  time  be  past  and  gone ; 

Though  little  more  remains ; 
Though  nought  is  all  that  can  be  done, 

E'en  with  our  utmost  pains; 
Still,  Jesus,  in  thy  grace  we  try 

To  do  what  in  us  lies; 
For  never  did  thy  loving  eye 

The  contrite  heart  despise. 

Edward  Casivail. 
Berihold  Tours. 


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1.  The  mighty  host  on  high,  Their  joys  beyond  compare,  Their  glo-ries  in  the    sky,  The  deeds  they  bravely 


dare  : —  For  these  the  Church  to-day  Pours  forth  her  joyous  lay,       And  un  -  to  God  her  praise  doth  pay. 


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ANT ICIPA  TIONS. 
THE    ROSEATE    HUES.     C.  M.  D. 


309 


Frederick  A .  J.  Hervey. 


^ c ^ ^ 


1.  The  roseate  hues  of   ear  -  ly  dawn.  The  brightness  of  the  day,     The  crimson  of  the 


sun  -  set  sky,    How  fast  they  fade  a  -  way  ! 


O     for  the  pear  -  ly  gates    of  heaven. 


O  for  the  gol-den  floor,     O  for  the  Sun  of  Righteousness,  That  setteth  nev  -  er  -  more  ! 


577 

2  The  highest  hopes  we  cherish  here, 

How  soon  they  tire  and  faint; 
How  many  a  spot  defiles  the  robe 

That  wraps  an  earthly  saint ! 
O  for  a  heart  that  never  sins, 

O  for  a  soul  washed  white, 
O  for  a  voice  to  praise  our  king. 

Nor  weary  day  or  night ! 


Here  faith  is  ours,  and  heavenly  hope, 

And  grace  to  lead  us  higher ; 
But  there  are  perfectness  and  peace, 

Beyond  our  best  desire, 
O  by  thy  love  and  anguish,  Lord, 

And  by  thy  life  laid  down, 
Grant  that  we  fall  not  from  thy  grace, 

Nor  fail  to  reach  our  crown  ! 

Mrs.  Cecil F.  Alexander.     1853. 


578 


The  mighty  host  on  high. 
Their  joys  beyond  compare. 

Their  glories  in  the  sky. 

The  deeds  they  bravely  dare  : 

For  these  the  church  to-day 

Pours  forth  her  joyous  lay, 
And  unto  God  her  praise  doth  pay. 

2  What  tongue  can  here  declare, 
Or  fancy  here  descry. 
The  joys  thou  dost  prepare 
For  these  thine  hosts  on  hio-h ! 


They  strike  the  echoing  strings. 
And  heaven  with  music  rings. 
As  thus  they  praise  the  King  of  kinge. 

3  To  thee,  O  Lord  most  High, 
Most  humbly  do  we  pray, 
Save  us  from  misery. 

And  purge  our  guilt  away ; 
That,  after  perils  sore, 
Thy  name  we  may  adore 
^Yith  holy  angels  evermore. 

TV.,  John  Mason  Neale.     1S51. 


310 


THE    CHRIS'lIAN    PILGRIMAGE. 


MIDNIGHT    CALL.      14s. 


G.  A.  Mac/arren. 


I 
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1.  Be  -  hold     the  Bridegroom  com  -  eth   ia      the 

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2  Do  thou,  my  soul,  beware,  beware  lest  thou  in  sleep  sink  down, 
Lest  thou  be  given  o'er  to  death,  and  lose  the  golden  crown ; 
But  sec  that  thou  be  sober,  with  watchful  eye,  and  thus 

Cry,  "  Holy,  holy,  holy  God,  have  mercy  upon  us." 

3  That  day,  the  day  of  fear,  shall  come ;  my  soul  slack  not  thy  toil. 
But  light  thy  lamp,  and  feed  it  well,  and  make  it  bright  with  oil ; 
Who  knowest  not  how  soon  may  sound  the  cry  at  eventide, 
"Behold  the  Bridegroom  comes.     Arise  !  go  forth  to  meet  the  Bride." 

4  Beware,  my  soul,  take  thou  good  heed,  lest  thou  in  slumber  lie, 
And,  like  the  five,  remain  without,  and  knock,  and  vainly  cry ; 

But  watch,  and  bear  thy  lamp  undinimed,  and  Christ  shall  gird  thee  on 
His  own  bright  wedding-robe  of  light,  the  glory  of  the  Son. 

Gerard  Moultrie.     1867. 


ANTICIPA  TIONS. 


311 


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VESPER. 


8s  &  7s. 


28: 


Friedrich  von  Flototu. 

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580 

2  \\\  it  all  is  light  and  glorj' ; 

O'er  it  shines  a  nightless  day : 
Every  trace  of  sin's  sad  story, 
All  the  curse,  hath  passed  away. 

3  There  the  Lamb,  our  Shepherd,  leads  us 

By  the  streams  of  life  along, — 

DAWN.     S.  M. 


On  the  freshest  pastures  feeds  us, 
Turns  our  sighing  into  song. 

4  Soon  we  pass  this  desert  dreary. 
Soon  we  bid  farewell  to  pain ; 
Never  more  are  sad  or  weary, 
Never,  never  sin  again  ! 

H or  alius  Bonar. 


1845. 


Edwin  P.  Parker.     187 1. 


1.  One  sweetly  solemn  thought  Comes  to  me  o'er  £ 

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I  o'er,Nearer  my  parting  hour  am  I  Then  e'er  I  was  before. 


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2  Nearer  my  Father's  house, 

Where  many  mansions  be  ; 
Nearer  to-day  the  great  white  throne, 
Nearer  the  crystal  sea. 

3  Nearer  the  bound  of  life, 

Where  burdens  are  laid  down ; 
Nearer  to  leave  the  heavy  cross ; 
Nearer  to  gain  the  crown. 

4  But,  lying  dark  between, 

Winding  down  through  the  night, 


There  rolls  the  deep  and  unknown  stream 
That  leads  at  last  to  light. 

Ev'n  now,  perchance,  my  feet 

Are  slipping  on  the  brink. 
And  I,  to-day,  am  nearer  home, — 

Nearer  than  now  I  think. 

Father,  increase  my  trust ! 

Strengthen  my  power  of  faith  ! 
Nor  let  me  stand,  at  last,  alone 

Upon  the  shore  of  death. 

Phoebe  Cary.     1853. 


313 


THE    CHRISTIAN    PILGRIMAGE. 


RUTHERFORD.     P.  M. 


Charles  {TUrkan. 


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1.  The  sands  of  time  are  sink 


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The  dawn  of  heaven  breaks  ;  The  summer  morn  I've 


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0  Christ,  he  is  the  fountain, 

The  deep,  sweet  well  of  love ; 
The  streams  of  earth  I've  tasted, 

More  deep  I'll  drink  above. 
There  to  an  ocean  fulness 

His  mercy  doth  expand, 
And  glory,  glory  dwelleth 

In  Iminanuel's  land. 

SUPPLICATION.     7s  &  6s. 

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The  bride  eyes  not  lier  garment, 

But  her  dear  bridegroom's  face  ; 
I  will  not  gaze  at  glory. 

But  on  my  King  of  grace : 
Not  at  the  crown  he  giveth. 

But  on  his  pierced  hand ; 
The  Lamb  is  all  the  glory 

Of  Immanuel's  land. 

A.  R.  Cousin. 
Arthur  S.  Su//ivan. 


1.  We  are  dying  day  by  day,  Soou  from  earth  we  pass  away  :  Lord  of  life,  to  thee  we  pray :  Hear  us,  holy  Jesus 


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Ere  we  hear  the  angel's  call. 
And  the  shadows  round  us  fall, 
Be  our  Saviour,  be  our  all : 
Hear  us,  holy  Jesus. 

Wean  our  thoughts  from  things  below. 
Make  us  all  thy  love  to  know : 
Guard  us  from  our  ghostly  foe ; 
Hear  us,  holy  Jesus. 


4  Shelter  us  with  angel's  wing. 
To  our  souls  thy  pardon  bring; 
So  shall  death  have  lost  its  sting: 

Hear  us,  holy  Jesus. 

5  In  the  gloom  thy  light  provide. 
Safely  through  the  valley  guide; 
Thee  we  trust,  for  thou  hast  died ! 

Hear  us,  holy  Jesus. 

Thomas  Benson  Pollock.     1870. 


THE    CHRISTIAN   PILGRIMAGE. 


31J 


FREDERICK,     lis. 


George  Kingsley.     1838. 


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Are  e-nough  for  life's  woes,   full    e-nough  for    its  cheer. 


2  I  would  not  live  alway,  thus  fettered  by  sin, 
Temptation  without  and  corruption  within ; 
E'en  the  rapture  of  pardon  is  mingled  with  fears, 
And  the  cup  of  thanksgiving  with  penitent  tears. 

3  I  would  not  live  alway  *,  no,  welcome  the  tomb ; 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its  gloom ; 
There  sweet  be  my  rest,  till  he  bid  me  arise. 

To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  t^e  skies. 

4  Who,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from  bis  God ; 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 

Where  the  riv^ers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the  bright  plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns? 

5  Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  liarmony  meet. 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to  greet; 
While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the  soul. 

IVilliam  Augustus  Muhlenhurg, 


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THE    CHRISTIAN    PILGRIMAGE. 


ALLELUIA,  SONG  OF   SWEETNESS.     8s  &  7s.    6  1. 


E.  y.  Hopkins. 


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Alleluia  tlioii  resoundest, 
Salem,  mother  of  the  blest; 

Alleluias  without  ending 

Fit  yon  place  of  gladsome  rest ; 

Exiles  we  by  Babel's  waters 
Sit  in  bondage,  sore  distressed. 

Alleluia  we  deserve  not 

Here  to  chant  for  evermore; 
Alleluia  our  transirressions 


ST.  AGNES.     C.  M 


Make  us  for  awliile  give  o'er ; 
And  within  a  voice  is  sounding, 
Bidding  us  our  sins  deplore. 

4  O  thou  King  of  endless  glory, 
Hear  thy  people  as  they  cry; 

Grant  us  all  our  heart's  deep  longing 
In  our  home  beyond  the  sky ; 

There  to  thee  our  Alleluia 
Singing  everlastingly. 

TV.,  John  Mason  Neale.     1851. 


John  B.  Dykes. 


To  love  and  serve  thee  is  my  share, 

And  this  thy  grace  must  give. 


PPPPP 


2  If  life  be  long,  I  will  be  glad" 

That  I  may  long  obey  ; 
If  short,  yet  why  should  I  be  sad 
To  soar  to  endless  day  ? 

3  Clirist  leads  me  through  no  darker  rooms 

Than  he  went  through  before  ; 
He  that  unto  God's  kingdom  comes 
Must  enter  by  this  door. 

4  Come,  Lord,  when  grace  hath  made  me 

Thy  blessed  face  to  see ;  [meet 


For,  if  thy  work  on  earth  be  sweet, 
What  will  thy  glory  be  ? 

Then  I  shall  end  my  sad  com})laints, 

And  weary  sinful  days, 
And  join  with  the  triumphant  saints 

Tliat  sing  Jehovah's  praise. 

My  knowledge  of  that  life  is  small ; 

The  eye  of  faith  is  dim  ; 
But  'tis  enough  that  Christ  knows  all 

And  I  shall  be  with  him. 

Richard  Baxter.     1681 


THE    CHRISTIAN    PILGRIMAGE. 


315 


HARK!     HARK,   MY  SOUL. 

J 1- 


John  B.  Dykes. 


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1.  Hark !  hark,  my  soul !   An  -  gel  -  ic  Bongs  are  swell  -  ing     O'er  earth's  green  fields,  and  ocean's  wave-beat 


2  Onward  we  go,  for  still  we  hear  them  singing, 

"Come,  weary  souls,  for  Jesus  bids  you  come!" 
And  through  the  dark  its  echoes  sweetly  ringing, 
The  music  of  the  Gospel  leads  us  home. — Ref. 

3  Far,  far  away,  like  bells  at  evening  pealing. 

The  voice  of  Jesus  sounds  o'er  land  and  sea, 
And  laden  souls  by  thousands  meekly  stealing. 

Kind  Shepherd,  turn  their  weary  steps  to  thee. — Ref. 

4  Rest  comes  at  length,  though  life  be  long  and  dreary, 

The  day  must  dawn,  and  darksome  night  be  past ; 
Faith's  journey  ends  in  welcome  to  the  weary, 

And  heaven,  the  heart's  true  home,  will  come  at  last. — Ref. 

5  Angels,  sing  on  !  your  faithful  watches  keeping, 

Sing  us  sweet  fragments  of  the  songs  above ; 
Till  morning's  joy  shall  end  the  night  of  weeping. 

And  life's  loi)g  shadows  break  in  cloudless  love. — Ref. 

Frederic  W,  Faber.     1845, 


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DEATH. 


MENDOTA.     S.  M. 


1.  It       is      not      death 


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1  It  is  not  death  to  die — 

To  leave  this  weary  road, 
And,  'mid  the  brotherhood  on  high, 
To  he  at  home  with  God. 

2  It  is  not  death  to  close 

The  eye  long  dimmed  by  tears, 
And  wake,  in  glorious  repose 
To  spend  eternal  years. 

3  It  is  not  death  to  bear 

The  wrench  that  sets  us  free 
From  dungeon  chain, — to  breathe  the 
Of  boundless  liberty.  [air 

4  It  is  not  death  to  fling 

Aside  this  sinful  dust, 
And  rise,  on  strong  exulting  wing, 
To  live  among  the  just. 

5  Jesus,  thou  Prince  of  life  ! 

Thy  chosen  cannot  die  ; 
Like  thee,  they  conquer  in  the  strife, 
To  reign  with  thee  on  high. 

Casar  H.  A.  Malan.     1841. 
Tr.,  George  W.  Bethune.     1847. 


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589 

1  Rest  for  the  toiling  hand, 

Rest  for  the  anxious  brow, 
Rest  for  the  weary,  wayworn  feet, 
Rest  from  all  labor  now  ; — 

2  Rest  for  the  fevered  brain. 

Rest  for  the  throbbing  ca'C  ; 
Thro'  these  parched  lips  of  tliine  no  more 
Shall  pass  the  moan  or  sigh. 

3  Soon  shall  the  trump  of  God 

Give  out  the  Avelcome  sound, 
That  shakes  thy  silent  chamber-walls, 
And  breaks  the  sealed  ground. 

4  Ye  dwellers  in  the  dust, 

Awake!  come  forth  and  sing; 

Sharp  has  your  frost  of  winter  been, 

But  bright  shall  be  your  spring. 

5  'Twas  sown  in  weakness  here  : 

'Twill  then  be  raised  in  power ; 
That  which  was  sown  an  earthly  seed, 
Shall  rise  a  heavenly  flower  ! 

Horatius  Bonar.     1857. 


THE    JOYFUL     TRANSITION. 


317 


VITTORIA.     7s,  6s  &  7s. 


To  go   un  -  to  our  God ;  This  gloomy  earth  for  -  sak-ing. 


590 


No,  no,  it  is  not  dying 

Heaven's  citizen  to  be  ; 
A  crown  immortal  wearing, 
And  rest  unbroken  sharing, 

From  care  and  conflict  free. 

No,  no,  it  is  not  dying 

To  hear  this  gracious  word, 

"Receive  a  Father's  blessing, 

Forevermore  possessing 
The  favor  of  thy  Lord." 

No,  no,  it  is  not  dying 

The  Shepherd's  voice  to  know  ; 
Ills  sheep  he  ever  leadeth. 


His  peaceful  flock  he  feedeth, 
Where  living  pastures  grow. 

No,  no,  it  is  not  dying 

To  wear  a  lordly  crown  ; 
Among  God's  people  dwelling, 
The  glorious  triumph  swelling 

Of  him  whose  sway  we  own. 

O  no,  this  is  not  dying, 

Thou  Saviour  of  mankind  ! 
There,  streams  of  love  are  flowing, 
No  hindrance  ever  knowing ; 
Here,  drops  alone  we  find. 

Ccesar  H.  A.  Malan.     1841. 
TV.,  Robinsoti  P.  Dunn.     1852. 

CM.  Garrett. 


Brother,  though  from  yonder  sky  Yet  we  know  from  thee  to  day 

ComethneitherYoicenorcry,  Every  pain  hath  passed  away. 


Not  for  thee  shall  tears  be  given, 
Child  of  God,  and  heir  of  heaven  ;" 
For  he  gave  thee  sweet  release ; 
Thine  the  Christian's  death  of  peace 

Well  we  know  thy  living  faith 
Had  the  power  to  conquer  death, 
As  a  living  rose  may  bloom 
By  the  border  of  the  tomb. 


Brother,  in  that  solemn  trust 
We  commend  thee,  dust  to  dust! 
In  that  faith  we  wait,  till  risen 
Thou  shalt  meet  us  all  in  heaven. 

5  While  we  weep  as  Jesus  wept. 

Thou  shalt  sleep  as  Jesus  slept ; 
With  thy  Saviour  thou  shalt  rest, 
Crowned,  and  glorified,  and  blest. 

James  H.  Bancrc/t.     183S. 


318 


DEA  TH. 


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2  "Soon  and  for  ever"  the  breaking  of  day 
Shall  drive  all  the  night-clouds  of  sorrow  away ; 
"  Soon  and  for  ever  "  we'll  see  as  we're  seen, 

And  learn  the  deep  meaning  of  things  that  have  been : 

When  fightings  without  us  and  fears  from  within 

Shall  weary  no  more  in  the  warfare  of  sin ; 

Where  fears  and  where  tears,  and  where  death  shall  be  never, 

Christians  with  Christ  shall  be  "  soon  and  for  ever." 

3  "  Soon  and  for  ever  "  the  work  shall  be  done, 
The  warfare  accomplished,  the  victory  won  ; 
"Soon  and  for  ever"  the  soldier  lays  down 
His  sword  for  a  harp  and  his  cross  for  a  crown 
Then  droop  not  in  sorrow,  despond  not  in  fear, 
A  glorious  to-inorrow  is  brightening  and  near; 
When — blessed  reward  of  each  faithful  endeavor — 
Christums  with  Christ  shall  be  "  soon  and  for  ever." 

y.  S.  D.  Monsell. 


1865. 


DEATH. 


319 


SAUL.     L.  M 


George  Frederick  Handel.     1740. 


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2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear 
Invade  thy  bounds:  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 


FouBTH  Verse. 


3  So  Jesus  slept ; — God's  dying  Son 
Passedthro' the  grave  andblessed  the  bed; 
Rest  here,  blest  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

Isaac  Watts.     1734. 


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DEATH. 


THE    LAST    SLEEP, 


4s  &  6s. 


'Joseph  Barnby. 


1.  Slcup  thy  last  sleep!  Free  from  care  and  sorrow;  Ecst,where  none  weep,Till  ih'etenml  mor-row: 


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594 


2  Life's  dream  is  past; 

All  its  sin,  and  sadness; 
Brightly,  at  last, 

Dawns  the  day  of  gladness. 
Under  thy  sod. 

Earth,  receive  our  treasure, 
To  rest  in  God  ! 

Waiting  all  his  pleasure. 

COMFORT.     7s. 


3  Though  we  may  mourn 

Those  in  life  the  dearest, 
They  shall  return, 

Christ,  when  thou  appcarcst ! 
Soou  shall  thy  voice 

Comfort  those  now  weeping. 
Bidding  rejoice 

All  in  Jesus  sleeping. 

E.  A.  Dayman. 
R.  Redhead. 


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HEAVENLY    REST. 


321 


REQUIEM.     P.  M^ 

mf  _     p     _         ^i__j 


y.  IV.  Bischoff. 


-5»-  -ST        j  ■  '  '  '  ,  ''I  i  i 

1.  Rest,      rest,     rest,  brother,  rest ;  All  that  the  Lord  has  done  is      best.      This  be  our 


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word,  the    Mas  -  ter  spake,  Cup  that  God  gives,  shall  we  not  take  ?  Rest,  brother,  rest ! 


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595 

2  Rest,  rest,  rest,  brother,  rest; 
Long  will  our  grief  our  love  attest. 
Memories  sweet  will  linger  long 
Round  sacred  hymn  and  sacred  song. 

Rest,  brother,  rest ! 

3  Rest,  rest,  rest,  brother,  rest; 

Still  shalt  thou  be  our  friend  and  guest ; 
Still  shalt  thou  give  devotion  wing, 
Kindlino;  with  flame  love's  offering. 
Rest,  brother,  rest ! 


4  Rest,  rest,  rest,  brother,  rest ; 

Burst  on  thine  ear  songs  of  the  blest ; 
Walking  with  saints  in  spotless  white, 
Ravished  thy  soul  with  heavenly  light. 
Rest,  brother,  rest ! 

5  Rest,  test,  rest,  brother,  rest ; 
Sweet  thy  repose  on  Jesus'  breast ; 
Battle  all  fought  and  victory  won. 
Tearful  we  say,  God's  will  be  done ! 

Rest,  brother,  rest ! 

y.  E.  Rankin. 


5Q6       (comfort.) 

2  Thou  our  throbbing  flesh  hast  worn 
Thou  our  mortal  griefs  hast  borne ; 
Thou  hast  shed  the  human  tear ; 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear ! 

3  When  the  solemn  death-bell  tolls 
For  our  own  departing  souls. 
When  our  final  doom  is  near, 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear ! 

4  Thou  hast  bowed  the  dying  head. 
Thou  the  blood  of  life  hast  shed. 


Thou  hast  filled  a  mortal  bier  : 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear ! 

When  the  heart  is  sad  within, 
With  the  thought  of  all  its  sin ; 
When  the  spirit  sinks  with  fear, 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear ! 

Thou  the  shame,  the  grief,  hast  known, 
Though  the  sins  were  not  thine  own. 
Thou  hast  deigned  their  load  to  boar; 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear! 

Henry  Hart  Milman. 


332 


DEATH. 


RESURGAM.     6s  &  5s. 


E.  Bunnett. 


ii^iiliSliPJliBi'S 


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IlZX. 


1.  Cease,  ye  tear-ful   mourn-ers.     Thus  your  hearts  to  reud; 


Death  is  life's  be- 


X-^ ^ 1  I       ,  -.-H ^' ^' -l-T-^ 1 

J — « e « — n, — I.      — J — 0 0 • — z# — x_^i ^. 


Rath  -  er    than     its 


end. 


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All     the  grave's  a  -  dorn-ments, — 


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What  do  they  de  -  clare,     Save  that  the  de  -  paii;  -  ed 


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597 


Cease,  ye  tearful  mourners, 

Thus  your  hearts  to  rend ; 
Death  is  life's  l)ei;'iniung, 

Kather  than  its  end. 
All  the  grave's  adornments, — 

What  do  they  declare. 
Save  that  the  departed 

Are  but  sleeping  there  ? 

AVhat  though  now  to  darkness 

AVe  this  body  give : 
Yet  the  soul  in  glory 

Shall  awake  and  live; 
Free  fi-om  all  corruption 

Shall  the  spirit  rise, 
And  shall  fly  with  rapture 

Homeward  to  the  skies. 


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Are  but  sleeping  there? 

'    '     '     W^ 


I       I 


3  Earth,  to  thy  fond  bosom 

We  this  pledge  intrust: 
Mother  earth,  be  careful 

Of  the  precious  dust : 
This  was  once  the  mansion 

Of  a  soul  endowed 
With  suldimest  powers 

By  the  breath  of  God, 

4  When  shall  love  in  glory 

Its  fruition  see  ? 
When  shall  hope  be  lost  in 

Immortality  ? 
Jesus,  blessed  Saviour, 

Hasten  on  the  day ; 
Come,  thy  saints  to  perfect ; 

Make  no  more  delay. 

TV.,  Edxvard  Casiuail, 


ENTERING    INTO    REST. 


323 


GORTON.     S.  M. 


Ludwig  von  Beethoven.    (1770—1827.) 


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~- — •— J-# « S S — ■'--g— 7 — •— «- 


1.  For  -  ev  -   er     with   the     Lord ! 


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in     that   word,  'Tis 
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598 


2  Here  in  the  body  pent, 

Absent  from  him  I  roam, 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  day's  inarch  nearer  home. 

3  My  Father's  house  on  high, 

Home  of  my  soul,  how  near. 
At  times,  to  faith's  foreseeing  eye, 
Thy  golden  gates  appear. 

4  Ah,  then  my  spirit  faints 

To  reach  the  land  I  love. 
The  bright  inheritance  of  saints, 
Jerusalem  above. 

5  "  For  ever  with  the  Lord  : " 

Father,  if  'tis  thy  will, 
The  promise  of  that  faithful  word 
E'en  here  to  me  fulfil. 

James  Montgomery.     1835. 


599 


Servant  of  God,  well  done  ! 

Rest  from  thy  loved  employ ; 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won. 

Enter  thy  Master's  joy. 


2  The  voice  at  midnight  came ; 

He  started  up  to  hear ; 
A  mortal  arrow  pierced  his  frame, 
He  fell,  but  felt  no  fear. 

3  Tranquil  amidst  alarms, 

It  found  him  on  the  field, 
A  veteran  slumbering  on  his  arms, 
Beneath  his  red-cross  shield. 

4  His  spirit,  with  a  bound. 

Left  its  encumbering  clay  : 
His  tent,  at  sunrise,  on  the  ground 
A  darkened  ruin  lay. 

5  The  pains  of  death  are  past ; 

Labor  and  sorrow  cease  ; 
And  life's  long  warfare  closed  at  last 
His  soul  is  found  in  peace. 

6  Soldier  of  Christ,  well  done  ! 

Praise  be  thy  new  employ ; 
And,  while  eternal  ages  run. 
Rest  in  thy  Saviour's  joy. 

James  Montgomery.     1825. 


324 


DEATH. 


VOX    ANGELICA 


lis  &  10s. 


-u — t4- — ^ ^ — 5 — ^•(!>'- .  — J ^ — ^ — m — a— h*^ — n — 


Henry  Smart.     1867 


-E55E£: 


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1.    Go     to    the  grave   in      all     thy  glo-rious  prime, 
-Ci ^ n—^^'- J— r  -       -         . 


In    full    ac  -  tiv   -   i 


ty     of     zeal  and  power ;      A     Chris-tian  can  -  not      die    be  -  fore   Ms     time, 

— ^ ^ P t—x--^ r— ^2 ^*_J*-_^i^ J ^ ^ f-— f-— .    ^         g- 


I  i  ■ 

The  Lord's  appointment  is    the     ser  -  vant's  hour.      Ser  -  vant   of      Je   -  sus, 


sus,  go  dwell  a-mong  the  blest. 

I        I 


600 


2  Go  to  the  grave ;  at  noon  from  labor  cease ; 

Rest  on  thy  sheaves,  thy  harvest-task  is  done ; 
Come  from  the  heat  of  battle,  and  in  peace, 

Soldier,  go  home ;  with  thee  the  fight  is  won. — Cho. 

3  Go  to  the  grave,  which,  faithful  to  its  trust, 

The  germ  of  immortality  shall  keep; 
While,  safe  as  watched  by  cherubim,  thy  dust 
Shall  to  the  judgment-day  in  Jesus  sleep. — Cho. 

4  Go  to  the  grave,  for  there  thy  Saviour  lay 

In  death's  embraces,  ere  he  rose  on  high ; 
And  all  the  ransomed,  by  that  nan'ow  way 

Pass  to  eternal  life  beyond  the  sky. — Ciio.     y.  Montgomery. 


1825. 


BLESSED    REST. 


325 


REST.     L.  M 


William  B.  Bradbury. 


1.  A  -  sleep  in     Je  -  sus  !  bless  -  ed  sleep  ! 


From  which  none  ev  -  er    wake  to  weep  ; 


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Un- broken  by    the  last      of      foes. 

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60 1 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus !  O,  how  sweet 
To  be  for  such  a  shimber  meet ! 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing- 
That  death  hath  lost  its  venomed  sting ! 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  peaceful  rest ! 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest; 


INNOCENTS.     7s. 


I        I        I        I        t  I 

No  fear — no  woe,  shall  dim  the  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

Asleep  in  Jesus  !  O,  for  me 

May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be 

Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 

And  wait  the  summons  from  on  high. 

M.  Mackay.     1832. 


Tkibaut^  King  oy  Navarre.     1254. 


1.  Christ  will  gath  -  er       in        his 


own         To     the  place  where  he      is     gone, 


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2  Day  by  day  the  voice  saith,  "Come, 
Enter  this  eternal  home  ;  " 
Asking  not  if  we  can  spare 
This  dear  soul  it  summons  there. 

■3  Had  he  asked  us,  well  we  know 

We  should  cry,  "  O  spare  this  blow  ! " 
Yes,  with  streaming  tears  should  pray, 
"Lord,  we  love  him,  let  him  stay." 


4  But  the  Lord  doth  naught  amiss, 
And,  since  he  hath  ordered  this, 
We  have  naught  to  do  but  still 
Rest  in  silence  on  his  will. 

5  Many  a  heart  no  longer  here, 
Ah  !  was  all  too  inly  dear : 
Yet,  0  Love,  'tis  thou  dost  call, 
Thou  wilt  be  our  All  in  all. 

Count  ZiJizendorJ'.     1750. 
Tr..  Caiheri}ie  ll^inkworih. 


32G 


DEATH, 


WILHELM.     7s,  8s  &  7s. 

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%'-'ii:^i^ 

-•-•— 


1  Tender  Shepherd,  thou  hast  stilled  Now  thy  little  lamb's  brief  weeping;  Ah !  how  peaceful,  pale  and  mild, 


In  its       nar   -   row  bed 'tis  sleeping  !  And  no  sign    of    anguish  sore  Heaves  that  jit-tle  bo-som  more. 


In  this  world  of  care  and  pain, 

Lord,  thou  wouldst  no  longer  leave  it ; 

To  the  sunny,  heavenly  plain 

Thou  dost  now  with  joy  receive  it; 

Clothed  in  robes  of  spotless  white, 

Now  it  dwells  with  thee  in  light. 

RESIGNATION",     lis  &  6s. 


Ah,  Lord  Jesus,  grant  that  we 

Where  it  lives  may  soon  be  living, 

And  the  lovely  pastures  see 

That  its  heavenly  food  are  giving; 

Then  the  gain  of  death  we  prove, 

Though  thou  take  wliat  most  Ave  love. 

Wilhelm  Meinhold.     1840,  ab. 
Tr.,  Catherine  WinkiuortJi.     1858. 

Charles  Gounod. 


1.  There  is    no  flock,  how-ev-er  watched  and  teuded,  But  one  dead  lamb  is  there  1  There  is    no  fire-side, 


^8=5^^^363^ 


how-80-e'er  de-fen-ded,  But  has  one  va-cant  chair.       The   air  is  full    of  farewells  to  the  dj'-ing,  And 

-*  -r- -r- -f- -r  -r  ■■  ^  ■  _   0   m    .  ... .,-«--^- 


mournings  for  the  dead  ;  The  heart  of   Ra-chel  for  her  children  crying  Will  not  be    com-fort-ed. 


^M 


gzzdfcgzz^-i    I    uG-w-tg-tg-k-i— ti'^^fl-iy-H''  r  r '  s  n      n 


CHILDREN   IN    HEAVEN. 


327 


VOX    DILECTI.     C.  M.  D. 


John  B.  Dykes. 


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1.  I 


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see  theni  in  that  world  of  light,  Those  crowds  of  children  fair  ;  Their  faces  glow  with 


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He  folds  them  to  his  breast,  and  says. 


radiance  bright  As  God  smiles  on  them  there ; 


"  My  kingdom  is  of  such  ; "  Then  bursts  the  cherub-song  of  praise.Waked  by  that  blessed  touch. 


!ij^ii|lipig=!^^^g 


-w — o- 


-t^t: 


604 


A  living  rainbow  o'er  the  throne 

Their  clustered  beauty  forms  ; 
How  safe  from  sin  are  these,  Christ's  own! 

How  safe  from  sorrow's  storms! 
Sweet  shelter,  where  the  Saviour  feeds 

These  lambs  with  tender  care, 
And  up  the  grades  of  glory  leads. 

His  richest  life  to  share. 


They  love  us  still :  their  rapture  waits 

For  us,  ere  'tis  complete ; 
And  when  fly  back  heaven's  jeweled  gates 

Our  glad  approach  to  greet, 
Our  radiant  children  we  may  see 

Upon  the' threshold  stand. 
And  our  first  welcome  theirs  shall  be 

Into  Immanuel's  land. 

Charles  H.  Richards. 


605 


(RESIGNATION.) 

Let  US  be  patient !  these  severe  afflictions 

Not  from  the  ground  arise ; 
But  oftentimes  celestial  benedictions 

Assume  this  dark  disguise,     [vapors  ; 
We  see  but  dimly  through  the  mists  and 

Amid  these  earthly  damps, 
AVhat  seem  to  us  but  dim  funereal  tapers, 

May  be  heaven's  distant  lamps. 

She  is  not  dead,  the  child  of  our  affection, 

But  gone  unto  that  school 
Where  she  no  longer  needs  our  poor  pro- 
tection. 

And  Christ  himself  doth  rule. 


In  that  great  cloister's  stillness  and  seclu-- 
sion. 

By  guardian  angels  led,  [lution, 

Safe  from  temptation,  safe  from  sin's  pol- 

She  lives,  whom  we  call  dead. 

4  And  tho',  at  times,  impetuous  with  emo- 

And  anguish  long  suppressed,  [tion 
The  swelling  heart  heaves  moaning  like 

That  cannot  be  at  rest,  [the  ocean. 
We  will  be  patient,  and  assuage  the  feel- 

We  cannot  wholly  stay;  [ing 

By  silence  sanctifying,  not  concealing, 

The  grief  that  must  have  way. 

Henry  W.  Longfellow. 


028 


JIEA  VEN. 


MOULTRIE.     8s  &  7s.    D. 


Gerard  Cobb. 


w^^^^m^^^^^^^^^ 


1.  Hark!  the  sound  of  ho  -  ly  voi  -  ces   Chanting,  at    the  crys-tal  sea,       Al  -  le  -  lu  -  ia, 

2.  They  have  come  from  tribulation, And  have  washed  their  robes  in  blood,Wa.shed  them  in  the 


Al  -  le  -  lu  -  ia,       Al 


lu  -  ia,  Lord,  to  thee:    Multitude,  which  none  can  number, 
blood  of  Jesus  :  Tried  they  were,  and  firm  they  stood  ;  Mocked,imprisoned,  stoned, tonuented. 


^izzi^ 


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Like  the  stars  in  glo  -  ry  stands,  Clothed  in  white  ap  -  pa-rel,  holding    Palms  of  victory  in  their  hands. 
Sawn  a-sunder,_glain  with  sfword.  They  have  couquered  death  and  Satan  By  the  might  of  "Christ  the  Lord. 
f^    -^    A  ^  .    jt  ^  .-.       -»-•     m-  ^    .  ---*--  -*-    - 


««- 


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3  Marching  with  thy  cross  their  batmer, 

They  have  trimiiplied  following 
Thee,  the  captain  of  salvation, 

Thee,  their  Saviour  and  their  King: 
Gladly,  Loi'd,  with  thee  they  suffered ; 

Gladly,  Lord,  with  thee  they  died; 
And  by  death  to  life  immortal 

They  were  born,  and  glorified. 

ANGEL  VOICES 


4  Now  they  reign  in  heavenly  glory, 

Now  they  walk  in  golden  light, 
Now  they  drink,  as  from  a  ri\cr. 

Holy  bliss  and  infinite  : 
Love  and  peace  they  taste  for  ever. 

And  all  truth  and  knowledge  see 
Li  the  beatific  vision 

Of  the  blessed  Trinity. 

Christopher  Wordsworth. 


A  rthtir  S.  Sullivan. 


1.  An  -  gel  voices  ev  -  er  singing  Round  thy  throne  of  light.  Angel  harps  for-ev-er  ringing 


—I 1^ — l*-n .    fw  .  1 1   . n 1 1 K-i 


Rest  not  day  nor  night  :  Thousands  only  live  to  bless  thee,  And  confess  thee,  Lord  of  might  I 


^^U 


ITS    PRAISES. 


329 


CROWN    HIM.     S.  M.  D, 


^^=is=iiH^g 


Joseph  Baritby. 


=al=Sz 


1.  Crowu  lihn  witli  many  crowns,  The  Lamb  up-on  his  throne  ;     Hark,  how  the  heavenly 


^FSS^E 


--S^=S; 


f= 


anthem  drowns  All  mu-sic  but  its    own  :  With  his  most  precious  blood  From  sin  he 


free  :     We  hail  him  as    our  matchless  King  Through  all  e  -  ter 


ESe 


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■Si 


1H=: 


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r-1 


ni  -  ty. 


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607 


2  Crown  him,  the  Lord  of  love : 

Behold  his  hands  and  side, 
Rich  wounds,  yet  visible  above 

In  beauty  g-lorified : 
No  angel  in  the  sky 

Can  fully  bear  that  sight. 
But  downward  bends  his  burning  eye 

At  mysteries  so  bright. 

3  Crown  him  the  Lord  of  peace : 

Whose  power  a  sceptre  sways 
From  pole  to  pole,  that  wars  may  cease. 
And  all  be  prayer  and  praise : 


His  reign  shall  know  no  end. 
And  round  his  pierced  feet 

Fair  flowers  of  Paradise  extend 
Their  fragrance  ever  sw^eet. 

4  Crown  him  the  Lord  of  heaven, 

One  with  the  Father  known. 
One  with  the  Spirit  through  him  given 

From  yonder  glorious  throne  ! 
To  thee  be  endless  praise. 

For  thou  for  us  hast  died : 
Be  thou,  0  Lord,  through  endless  days 

Adored  and  magnified. 

Matthew  Bridges.     1847. 


608 


(angel  voices.) 


Thou,  who  art  beyond  the  farthest 

Mortal  eye  can  scan. 
Can  it  be  that  thou  rcgardest 

Songs  of  sinful  man  ? 
Can  we  know  that  thou  art  near  us, 
And  wilt  hear  us? 
Yea,  we  can. 

Yea,  we  know  that  thou  rejoiccst 

O'er  each  Avork  of  thine  : 
Thou  didst  hearts,  and  hands,  and  voices. 


For  thy  praise  combine  ; 
Craftsman's  art  and  music's  measure 
For  thy  pleasure 
Didst  design. 

In  thy  house,  great  God,  we  offer 

Of  thine  own  to  thee. 
And  for  thine  acceptance  proffer 

All  unworthily 
Hearts  and  minds,  and  hands  and  voices, 
In  our  choicest 

Melody.  f.  Pott. 


330 


HE  A  VEN. 


NICAEA.      P.  M. 


John  B.  Dykes. 

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1.  Ho-ly,  ho  -  ly,  ho  -  ly,    Lord  God  Al-migh  -  ty  I    Ear-ly  In  the  mom-ing  our  song  shall  rise  to  thee  ; 


-W-m-'W 


^-    r  I  'o    "   "        ^ 

Ho  -  ly,  ho  -  ly,   ho-ly  I  mer-ci  -  ful  and  migh-ty  !       God    ev  -  er  glo  -  rious,  blessed  Trin  -  1  -  ly  ! 


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"I" 
609 

2  Holy,  lioly,  holy  !  all  the  saints  adore  thee, 

Casting  down  their  tjolden  crowns  around  the  glassy  sea; 
Cherubim  and  seraphim  falling  down  before  thee, 
Which  wert  and  art  and  evermore  shalt  be. 

3  Holy,  holy,  holy !  though  the  darkness  hide  thee, 
Though  the  eye  of  sinful  man  thy  glory  may  not  see : 
Only  thou  art  holy ;  there  is  none  beside  thee, 
Perfect  in  power,  in  love  and  purity. 

4  Holy,  holy,  holy  !  Lord  God  Almighty  ! 

All  tliy  works  shall  praise  thy  name,  in  earth  and  sky  and  sea ; 
Holy,  holy,  holy  !  merciful  and  mighty  ! 


GQd  ever  glorious,  blessed  Trinity  !     Reginald Heber.   1827. 


GOUNOD.     8s,  7s  &  7s. 


Charles  Gounod. 


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On  the  fount  of    life    e-  ter-nal    Gaz-uig  wist -ful  and  a  -  thirs' ;  Yearning,  straining,  from  the  prison 

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m^m 


^^m^m 


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Of  con  -  fin  -  ing  flesh  to  burst;    Here  the  soul  an    es-ile  sighs    For   herna-tive  Par -a  -  dise. 


I       I 


ITS    PRAISE. 


331 


REGENT  SQUARE.  8s  &  7s. 


Henry  Smart. 


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1.  Light's  a-bode,  ce  -  les-tial  Sa-lem,  Vis-ion  whence  true  peace  doth  spring,  Brighter  than  the  heart  can  fancy, 


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Man-sion  of  the 


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high  -  est  King  ; 

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O  how  glorious  are  the  prais-es  Which  of  thee  the  prophets  sing  1 


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2  There  for  ever  and  for  ever 

Alleluia  is  outpoured ; 
For  unending,  for  unbroken. 

Is  the  feast-day  of  the  Lord ; 
All  is  pure,  and  all  is  holy 

That  within  thy  walls  is  stored. 

3  There  no  cloud  nor  passing  vapor 

Dims  the  brightness  of  the  air ; 

Endless  noon-day,  glorious  noon-day, 
_ 

1  On  the  fount  of  life  eternal 

Gazing  wistful  and  athirst; 
Yearning,  straining,  from  the  prison 

Of  confining  flesh  to  burst; 
Here  the  soul  an  exile  sighs 
For  her  native  Paradise. 

2  Who  can  paint  that  lovely  city. 

City  of  true  peace  divine, 
Whose  pure  gates  forever  open 

Each  in  pearly  splendor  shine ; 
Whose  abodes  of  glory  clear 
Nought  defiling  cometh  near  ? 

3  There  no  stormy  winter  rages ; 

There  no  scorching  summer  glows ; 
But  through  one  perennial  spring-tide, 

Blooms  the  lily  with  the  rose ; 
And  the  Lamb,  with  purest  ray, 
Scatters  round  eternal  day. 


■| — I — 

From  the  Sun  of  suns  is  there ; 
There  no  night  brings  rest  from  labor, 
There  unknown  are  toil  and  care. 

4  Now  with  gladness,  now  with  courage, 
Bear  the  burden  on  thee  laid, 
That  hereafter  these  thy  labors 

May  with  endless  gifts  be  paid, 
And  in  everlasting  glory 

Thou  with  brightness  be  arrayed. 

Hymnal  Noted. 


4  There  the  saints  of  God,  resplendent 

As  the  sun  in  all  its  might, 
Evermore  rejoice  together. 

Crowned  with  diadems  of  light; 
And  from  peril  safe  at  last, 
Reckon  up  their  triumphs  past, 

5  Happy  they,  who  with  them  seated 

Shall  in  all  their  glory  share ! 
0  that  we,  our  days  completed. 

Might  be  but  admitted  there ! 
Tliere  with  them  the  praise  to  sing 
Of  our  glorious  God  and  King. 

6  Look,  0  Jesus,  on  thy  soldiers. 

Worn  and  wounded  in  the  fight ; 
Grant,  0  grant  us,  rest  forever, 

Li  thy  beatific  sight ; 
And  thyself  our  guerdon  be 
Through  a  long  eternity. 

Peter  Damian.     (1002 — 107a.) 
7"r.,  Edward  Caswall.     1858. 


332 


HE  A  VEN. 


VARINA.     C.  M.  D. 


George  F.  Root. 


iHii^Jli^lii^^ 


3^ 


i^^il 


I  There  is 


land  of  pure  de-light,  Wliere  paints  immortai  reijjn  ;   I 
In  ■  lin  -  ite  day  csclude!*  the  niyht,  And  pleasures  banish  pain  ;   f  There  ev  -er-last-ing  ppring  abides, 


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6l2 


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row  sea,  divides 


Thia  heavenly  land  from  ours. 


Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green  ; 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  rolled  between. 
But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea  ; 
And  linger,  shivering  on  the  brink. 

And  fear  to  launch  away. 


DEDHAM 


r- 


O,  conld  we  make  our  do,ubts  remove, 

These  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love 

With  luibeclouded  eyes: — 
Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er,    [flood. 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold 

Should  fright  us  from  the  shore, 

Isaac  IV at  is.     Jjo^ 


William  Gardiner.     1830. 


*i^=^|la=^^ 


^^ 


green. 


613 

2  Far  up  the  everlasting  hills. 

In  God's  own  light  it  lies ; 
His  smile  its  vast  dimension  fills 
With  joy  that  never  dies. 

3  One  narrow  vale,  one  darksome  wave, 

Divides  that  land  from  this : 
I  have  a  Shepherd  pledged  to  save 
And  bear  me  home  to  bliss. 


4  Soon  at  ])is  feet  my  soul  Avill  lie 

In  life's  last  struggling  breath ; 
But  I  shall  only  seem  to  die, 
I  shall  not  taste  of  death. 

5  Far  from  this  guilty  world  to  be 

Exetnpt  froin  toil  and  strife, 
To  spend  eternity  with  thee. 
My  Saviour,  this  is  life. 

John  East.     1836. 


ITS    HESr. 


333 


George  Kingsley. 


1,  On  Jordan's  ru 


ged  banks  I  stand,     And  cast  a 


wish  -  ful      eye 


I       I       I 
To  Canaan's 


fair  and  happy  land.  To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land,  Where  my  possessions    lie. 


I  .  .-i-  V 


n  I 


614 

2  O  the  transporting,  rapturous  scene, 

That  rises  to  my  sight ! 
Sweet  fields  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight ! 

3  O'er  all  those  wide  extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day  ; 
There  God,  the  Son,  forever  reigns. 
And  scatters  night  away. 

REPOSE.     8s  &  6s. 


4  No  chilling  winds,  or  poisonous  breath, 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore ; 
Sickness  and  sc^row,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more, 

5  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  forever  blest? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest  ? 

Satnuel  Stennett.     1787. 


y.  A.  Naumann. 


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1.  There   is   an  hour  of  peaceful  rest  To  mourning  wand'rers  given  ;  There  is  a  joy   for 


souls  distressed,  A    balm  for  ev  -  ery  wounded  breast :  'Tis  found  a  -  bove  in   heaven 


'^^^^ 


Eb^5£ 


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615 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls. 

By  sin  and  sorrow  driven. 
When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls. 

And  all  is  drear  but  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  the  cheerful  eye, 

The  heart  no  longer  riven. 


And  sees  the  tempest  passing  by. 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 
And  all  serene  in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 
x\nd  joys  supreme  are  given  ; 

There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom ; 

Beyond  the  dark  and  narrow  tomb 
Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

William  B.  Tappan.     1829. 


334 


HEA  VEN. 


VIGIL. 


Giovanni  Paisiello.     (i  741 — 1816. ) 


signed  and  formed  for        me 


616 

2  My  Father's  gracious  hand 

Has  built  tliis  sweet  abode; 
From  evei'Iasting  it  "Nvas  planned — 
My  dwelling-place  with  God. 

3  My  Saviour's  precious  blood 

Has  made  my  title  sure; 
He  passed  thro'  death's  dark  raging 
To  make  my  rest  secure.        [tlood 

4  The  Comforter  has  come, 

The  earnest  has  been  given  ; 

He  leads  me  onward  to  the  home 

Reserved  for  me  in  heaven. 

H.  Bennett. 

HOME.      lis. 


617 


^3^Eg=i=t^^S=i 


There  is  no  night  in  heaven ; 

In  that  blest  world  above 
Work  never  can  bring  weariness, 

For  work  itself  is  love. 

There  is  no  grief  in  heaven ; 

For  life  is  one  glad  day, 
And  tears  are  of  those  former  things 

AVhich  all  have  passed  away. 

There  is  no  sin  in  heaven ; 

Behold  that  blessed  throng  ! 
All  holy  is  their  spotless  robe, 

All  holy  is  their  song. 

F.  KnoUis. 
Henry  R.  Bishop.     1829. 


^    j  'Mid  scenes  of  con  -  fu  -sion  and  crea-ture  complaints,  jTo    find     at    the 

■   I  How  sweet  to   my  soul    is     com -mu-nion  with  [Omit.]  saints  ;  <And   feel     in    the 


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wm^^m 


1 — 

\l8t  time.  \Sd. 


D.  s.  Pre  -  pare  me,  dear 

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3^ 


Refrain. 


D.  S. 


3^ 


S    5 


ban  -  quet    of      mer  -  cy  there's  room, 

pres  -  ence  of       Je  -  sus  at  [Omit.]    liome. 

Sav  -  iour,  for    glo  -  ry,  my  [Omit.  J    home. 


-J. — s= 

Home  !  home  I  sweet,  sweet  home  I 


THE    FUTURE    HOME. 


335 


THE    HOMELAND.     7s  &  6s.    D. 


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1.  The  Homeland  !  0    the  Home-land  !    The    land  of  the      free-born !       No  gloomy 


=?3ES 


piipii^ 


night   is  known  there,  But  aye  the  fade-less  morn  ;    I'm  sighing  for  that  coun  -  try, 

-* n-l« r« ^—tm '-f^ r^^-n-^-r^r-^ ^ 1* rf= ^ 


6i8 


2  My  Lord  is  in  the  Homeland, 

With  angels  bright  and  fair ; 
No  sinful  thing  nor  evil 

Can  ever  enter  there  ; 
The  music  of  the  ransomed 

Is  ringing  in  my  ears, 
And  when  I  think  of  the  Homeland, 

My  eyes  are  wet  with  tears. 


For  loved  ones  in  the  Homeland 

Are  waiting  me  to  come 
Where  neither  death  nor  sorrow 

Invade  their  holy  home : 
O  dear,  dear  native  country  ! 

O  rest  and  peace  above  ! 
Christ  bring  us  all  to  the  Homeland 

Of  his  eternal  love. 

//.  R.  Haweis. 


6  I  9  (HOME.) 

2  Sweet  bonds  that  unite  all  tJie  children  of  peace ! 
And  thrice  precious  Jesus,  whose  love  cannot  cease ! 
Though  oft  from  thy  presence  in  sadness  I  roam, 

I  long  to  behold  thee  in  glory,  at  home. 

3  While  here  in  the  valley  of  conflict  I  stay,  ^ 
O  give  me  submission,  and  strength  as  my  day; 

In  all  my  afilictions  to  thee  would  I  come, 
Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home. 

4  Whate'er  thou  deniest,  0  give  me  thy  grace, 
The  Spirit's  sure  witness,  and  smiles  of  thy  face; 
Endue  me  with  patience  to  wait  at  thy  throne, 
And  find,  even  now,  a  sweet  foretaste  of  home. 

5  I  long,  dearest  Lord,  in  thy  beauties  to  shine ; 
No  more  as  an  exile  in  sorrow  to  pine ; 

And  in  thy  dear  image  arise  from  the  tomb. 

With  glorified  millions  to  praise  thee  at  home.  David Denkam.    iSsy. 


336 


H EA  VEN. 


ALFORD.     7s  &  6s.    D. 

4- 


fei: 


John  B.  Dykes. 
1 


lg^^^lripiiipppl^!lpliig^^^ 


1.  Ten  thousand  times  ten  thousand.  In  sparkling  raiment  bright,  The  armies  of    the 

-  -J  —0 — ,  — . — ri -^^  — n— «— r-^ -^ r-^-^— n— ^— r  -»-'-— ^^ 


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ransomed  saints  Throng  up  the  steeps  of  light :  'Tis  finished,  all 


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d  sin  :       Fling  o 


fiffht  with  death  and  sin 


Fling  o  pen  wide  the  golden  gates,  And  let  the  victors  in. 

I      I  .     ^  .0..  m--^  j^.  ^•. 


J— J 


620 

2   Wliat  rush  of  Iiallclujahs 

Fills  all  the  earth  and  sky  ! 
What  ring-ing-  of  a  thousand  harps 

Bespeaks  the  triumph  nigh  ' 
O  day,  for  which  creation 

And  all  its  tribes  were  made  ! 
O  joy,  for  all  its  former  woes 

A  thousand  fold  repaid  ! 


RHINE. 


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C  M, 


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■-I — 


3  0  tlicn  what  raptured  greetings 

On  Canaan's  ha{ipy  shore, 
AVhat  knitting  severed  friendships  up. 

Where  partings  are  no  more  ! 
TluMi  eyes  with  joy  shall  sj)arkle, 

That  brimmed  with  tears  of  late. 
Orphans  no  longer  fatherless, 

Nor  widows  desolate. 

Henry  Alford. 
From  Fricdrich  BiirgmiiUer, 


A -N-J -1-^— n- 


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i*i?iri^ 


1.  0    moth-er  dear,  Je  -  ru  -  sa  -  lem,    When  shall  I   come  to      thee  ?    When  shall  my 


^0    A.—m~A—»-^ — « — w —    - 


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rt:=: 
-• — 


sor  -  rows  have  an  end  ?  Thy  joys  when  shall  I    see  ? 

J^JS-J— „-- 1 — nJ-^J^ 


-I ^ ft N^__J^ ^ 1^ ft l^-r— I- 

3i3iiife.iir^-s^ii^ 


Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 
z=l Frg"=BirgZ^i^g — I 1-— P= 


ITS    PEACE. 


337 


VISION    OF    PEACE.      10s. 


pi^^-ii^ 


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:al=5- 


E.  H.  Thome. 

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:T==t= 


^■=.-s>z^ 


■m^r^ 


1.   O  what  their  joy    and  their  glo  -  ry  must  be, —   Those  end-less  Sabbaths  the  bless-ed  ones  see 


er  blest. 


2  Truly  "  Jevnsalcm  "  name  we  that  shore, 
"Vision  of  Peace"  that  brings  joy  evermore; 
Wish  and  fulfilment  can  severed  be  ne'er, 

Nor  the  thing  prayed  for  come  short  of  the  prayer. 

3  We,  where  no  trouble  distraction  can  bring. 
Safely  the  anthems  of  Sion  shall  sing : 

AVhile  for  thy  grace.  Lord,  their  voices  of  praise 
Thy  blessed  people  shall  evermore  raise. 

4  There  dawns  no  Sabbath — no  Sabbath  is  o'er; 
Those  Sabbath-keepers  have  one,  and  no  more ; 
One  and  unending  is  that  triumph-song 
Which  to  the  angels  and  us  shall  belong. 

5  Now  in  the  meanwhile,  with  hearts  raised  on  high, 
We  for  that  country  nnist  vearn  and  must  sigh : 
Seeking  Jerusalem,  dear  native  land, 

Through  our  long  exile  on  Babylon's  strand.     Hymnal  Noted. 


622 

1  O  MOTHER  dear,  Jerusalem, 

When  shall  I  come  to  thee? 
AVhen  shall  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 

2  0  happy  harbor  of  God's  saints ! 

O  sweet  and  pleasant  soil ! 
In  thee  no  sorrow  can  be  found, 
Nor  grief,  nor  care,  nor  toil. 

3  No  dimming  cloud  o'ershadows  thee. 

Nor  gloom,  nor  darksome  night ; 
But  every  soul  shines  as  the  sun. 
For  God  himself  cfives  liofht. 


4  Thy  walls  are  made  of  precious  stone, 

Thy  bulwarks  diamond-square, 
Th)'  gates  are  all  of  orient-pearl. 
O  God,  if  I  were  there ! 

5  There  the  blest  souls  that  hardly  'scaped 

The  snare  of  death  and  hell. 
Triumph  in  jov  eternally. 
Whereof  no  tongue  can  tell. 

6  0  mother  dear,  Jerusalem  ! 

When  shall  I  come  to  thee  ? 
AVhen  shall  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  T  see? 

F.  B.  p.     1616. 


308 


H  EA  VEN. 


BEULAH.     7s.    D. 


Irish  Melody. 

■a- 


A  rr.  by  E.  Ives,  Jr.  '  1846. 


-m=i'- 


-^P^P*!- 


^1 


1.  Who  are  these  in  bright  ar  -  ray.    This  in  -  nu  -mer-  a 


ble  tlirong  Round  the  al  -  tar,  night  and  day 
D.  s. — Wis  -  doin,  rich-es    to    ob  -  tain, 


:3 Azp^zpr-r     I      rr   -!:: 


I  I       '    I 

Hymning  cue    triumph-ant  song  ?— "Worthy  is  the  Lamb,  once  slain,  Blessing,  honor,  glo  -  ry,  power, 
New    do  -  min-ion    ev  -  ery  hour." 

^=FS^=gEFS^_IEgE^fEf 

I ^-^ — u_j -E=i — I — Hi gziEmhr— E 


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623 

2  The?;e  tlifoiigh  fiery  trials  trod; 

TliGse  from  great  atHictions  came; 
Now,  before  the  throne  of  God, 

Sealed  with  his  almighty  name ; 
Clad  in  raiment  pure  and  white, 

Victor-palms  in  every  hand, 
Through  their  dear  Redeemer's  might, 

More  than  conquerors  they  stand. 


Hunger,  thirst,  disease  unknown. 

On  immortal  fruits  tliey  feed; 
Them  the  Lamb  amidst  the  throne 

Shall  to  living  fountains  lead; 
Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighs. 

Perfect  love  dispels  all  fear, 
And  forever  from  their  eyes 

God  shall  wipe  away  the  tear. 

yaines  Montgomery.     1819,  1853. 
PARADISE.       P.  M.  Joseph  Barnby. 

1.  O  Par  -  a  -  dise,  O  Par  -  a-dise,  Who  doth  not  crave  for  rest  ?  Who  would  not  seek  the 

-Er.    M. 


^qzEEEnrfeiiit:       i      I , . fa— |z=dl-r-Fr=rz:rzi 


Refrain. 


J 1      _J n ^— 1 

r  \         r      \         -m- 


hap  -  py  land,  Where  they  that  loved  are  blest  ?  Where  loyal  hearts  and  true 


Stand 


^mm^ 


giiiiiagi 


I  I 

ev  -  er      in    the  light.      All    rapture  thro'  and  thro',  In   God's  most  ho  -  ly    sight. 


ITS    JOY, 


339 


JOYFUL    SOUND.     C.  M.  D. 

-J 


E.  L.  White. 


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M     S    Je  -  rii  -  sa  -  lem,  my    hap  -  py  home !  Name  ev  -   er  dear  to      me ! 

\  \\'hen  shall  my  la-bors  have    an    end,     [Omit. ]       In 

D.  C.  Where  congre  -  ga-tions  ne'er  break  up,     [Omit ]      And 

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•**     .^  Fine.  r;  I        1       »•    ,  i         -,  B.C. 


joy  and  peace,  in  thee?    0  when,  thou  city 
Sabbaths  have  no  end. 


of  my  God,  Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend. 


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i 


2  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know  : 
Blest  seats !  thro'  rude  and  stormy  scenes, 

I  onward  press  to  you. 
Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  woe  ! 

Or  feel,  at  death,  dismay  ? 
I've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 

And  realms  of  endless  dav. 


Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets  there, 

Around  my  Saviour  stand  ; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below, 

Will  join  the  glorious  band. 
Jerusalem  !  mv  bappy  home  ! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee ; 
Tlien  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 

AVben  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 

Latin  Hymn.  %th  century. 


625 


(PARADISE.) 

2  0  Paradise,  O  Paradise, 

The  world  is  growing  old ; 
Who  would  not  be  at  rest  and  free 
AVhere  love  is  never  cold  ?     Ref. 

3  0  Paradise,  O  Paradise, 

'Tis  weary  waiting  here  ; 
I  long  to  be  where  Jesus  is, 

To  feel,  to  see  him  near ;     Eef. 

4  0  Paradise,  0  Paradise, 

I  want  to  sin  no  more. 


I  want  to  be  as  pure  on  earth 
As  on  thy  spotless  shore  ;     Ref. 

0  Paradise,  O  Paradise, 

I  grdatly  long  to  see 
The  special  place  my  dearest  Lord 

In  love  prepares  for  me;     Eef. 

Lord  Jesus,  King  of  Paradise, 

O  keep  me  in  thy  love. 
And  guide  me  to  that  happy  land 

Of  perfect  rest  above  ;     Ref. 

Frederick  W.  Faber.     1854. 


340 


MENDEBRAS.     7s  &  6s.    D. 


HEA  VEN. 

German  Air.     Arr.  by  Lowell  Mason, 


1839. 


(  Je    -    ni  -   ca-lem,  the    glo-rious  1  The  glo  -  ry      of    th'e-lect,— I 

■(  O       dear  audfut-ure    vis  -  ion      That  ca  -  ger  hearts  ex  pect !    (  Ev'n  now  by  faith  I      see  thee, 


^■r^"? — Ft  -T  -    — ~ 


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:1»=tE: 


-V-t? 


-l-r:^ j^ l-r-J -^— n— 1-r-J ^3--^?— f^T rr 


Ev'n  here  thy  walls  dis-cern 

■3*:— -g:    -,^    -^- 


To  thee  my  thoughts  are  kindled,    And  strive,  and  pant,  and  yearn  I 


626 

2   The  cross  is  all  tliy  splendor, 

The  Cnicitied,  thy  j)raise  ; 
His  laud  and  benediction 

Thy  ransomed  people  raise  ; — 
Jerusalem !  exulting 

On  that  securest  shore, 
I  hope  thee,  wish  thee,  sing  thee. 

And  love  thee  evermore  ! 


-I — r — r— ^ 
3  O  sweet  and  blessed  country  ! 
Shall  I  o'er  see  thy  face? 
0  sweet  and  blessed  country  ! 
Shall  I  e'er  win  thy  grace? 
Exult,  O  dust  and  ashes ! 

The  Lord  shall  be  thy  part; 
Ilis  only,  his  forever, 

Thou  shalt  be,  and  tliou  art ! 

Bernard  0/  Cltitty.     1145. 
Tr.,  John  M.  Neale.     1851. 


7S  &  6s.    D. 


Alexander  Eviing.     18C0. 


zdr=rn3:= 


--4- 


S=«^- 


1.  Je  -  rii  -  sa-  lem  the  gold  -  en  !  With  milk  and  honey   blest, 


1=1— =T=t 

^    fit 
Beneath  thy  contem- 


jovs    <i-wait  me  there  ;  What  ra- dian-cv    of     glo-  rv,  What  bliss  beyond  compare. 
a_EE^-=J=SEEEEl;E^iEgEE^^iEEEES^i^EEBEMi=F^^r^:M 


ITS   yoY. 


341 


BENTLEY.     7s  &  6s.    D. 


John  Hui:ah.     1865. 


love,  beholding  Thy  happy  name.they  weep ; 


1.  For  thee,0  doar,dear  country  I  Mine  eyes  their  vigils  keep ;  For  very  love, beholding  Thy  happy  name.they  weep ; 


The  mention  of  thy  glo-ry     Is  unction  to  the  breast, 

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627 


2  O  one,  O  only  mansion ! 

O  Paradise  of  joy  ! 
Wlicre  tears  are  ever  banished 

And  smiles  have  no  alloy. 
The  Lamb  is  all  thy  splendor, 

The  Crucified  thy  praise  ; 
His  laud  and  benediction 

Tiiy  ransomed  people  raise. 

3  With  jasper  glow  thy  bulwarks, 

Thy  streets  with  emerald  blaze  ; 
The  sardius  and  the  topaz 
Unite  in  thee  their  rays  ; 


And  medicine  in  sickness,  And  love  and  life  and  rest. 

Thine  ageless  walls  are  bonded 
AVith  amethyst  unpriced ; 

The  saints  build  up  its  fabric, 
And  the  corner-stone  is  Christ. 

Thou  hast  no  shore,  fair  ocean  ; 

Thou  hast  no  time,  bright  day  : 
Dear  fountain  of  refreshment 

To  pilgrims  far  away. 
Upon  the  Rock  of  Ages 

They  raise  thy  holy  tower; 
Thine  is  the  victor's  laurel, 

And  thine  the  p-olden  dower. 


Bernard  0/  Cluny, 
Tr.,  John  M.  Neaie. 


II45- 
1851. 


628  (EWING.) 

2  They  stand,  those  halls  of  Zion, 

All  jubilant  with  song, 
And  bright  with  many  an  angel, 

And  all  the  martyr  throng. 
There  is  the  throne  of  David, 

And  there,  from  toil  released, 
The  shout  of  them  that  triumph, 

The  song  of  thera  that  feast. 

3  And  they  who,  with  their  leader. 

Have  conquered  in  the  fight. 
Forever,  and  foi'ever. 

Are  clad  in  robes  of  white. 


O  land  that  seest  no  sorrow  ! 

O  state  that  fcar'st  no  strife ! 
O  royal  land  of  flowers  ! 

O  realm  and  home  of  life ! 

4  O  sweet  and  blessed  country  ! 

The  home  of  God's  elect! 
O  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

That  eager  hearts  expect ! 
Jesus,  in  mercy  bring  us 

To  that  dear  land  of  rest ; 
Who  art,  witl'  God  the  Father, 

And  Spirit,  ever  blest. 

Bernard  0/  Cluny .     1145. 
Tr.y  John  M.  Neaie.     1851. 


342 


THE    SCRIPTURES. 


BURLINGTON.     C  M 


y.  F.  Burroives.     1830. 


2  The  hand  tliat  gave  it  still  supplies 

Tiic  gracious  light  and  heat; 
Its  truths  upon  the  nations  rise, — 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

3  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  tbine, 

For  such  a  bright  display 
WELTON.     L.  M. 


"^mWkf^M^m^. 


I  I 


As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 
The  steps  of  him  I  love, 

Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  view, 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 

William  Couiper.     1772. 
Ccesar  H.  A .  Malan.     1830. 

j-js^_i__i_,_j_„    _»_^ — I  _i_X-i 


tf==-i-f=s=r 


1.  The  heavens  declare  thy  glory.  Lord,  But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word. 

In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines ;  We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

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630 

2  The  rolling  sun,  tbe  changing  liglit, 
And  nights  and  days  thy  power  confess; 
But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ. 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars  convey  thy  praise 
Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand  ; 
So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 

It  touched  and  glanced  on  every  land. 

4  Nor  shall  tliy  spreading  gospel  rest. 
Till  thro'  the  world  thy  truth  has  run ; 
Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest, 
That  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise ; 
]>less  the  dark  world  with  lieavenly  light; 
Thy  gospel  makes  tlie  simple  wise; 
Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  I'ight. 

Isaac  Watts.     1719. 


1  Upon  the  gospel's  sacred  page 
The  gathered  beams  of  ages  shine ; 
And,  as  it  hastens,  every  age 

But  makes  its  brightness  more  divine. 

2  On  mightier  wing,  in  loftier  flight, 
From  year  to  year  does  knowledge  soar 
And,  as  it  soars,  the  gospel  light 
Becomes  effulgent  more  and  more. 

3  More  glorious  still,  as  centuries  roll. 
New  regions  blest,  new  powers  unfurled 
Expanding  with  the  expanding  soul, 
Its  radiance  shall  o'erflow  the  world, — • 

4  Flow  to  restore,  but  not  destroy ; 
As  when  the  cloudless  lamp  of  day 
Pours  out  its  floods  of  liglit  and  joy. 
And  sweeps  the  lingering  mist  aw»:y. 

John  Bowring. 


THE    SCRIPTURES. 


343 


NEWCOURT.     L.  P.  M, 


Hugh  Bond.     1790. 


_J- 


q=3^=; 


^!lil 


1.  I     love  the     vol  -  umes  of     thy   word  ;  What  light  and  joy   those  leaves  af  -  ford 

-  J-    J-    «    J    - .    -   J    -    -rr-t 


Slilp^lil^^^f^^^iSi^i^ 


To  souls  be  -  night  -  ed  and    distressed  ;  Thy  pre 


^^^^^^m 


cepts  guide    my  doubt 


ful  way, 


2  From  the  discoveries  of  thy  law 
The  perfect  rules  of  life  I  draw  : 

These  are  my  study  and  delight ; 
Not  honey  so  invites  the  taste, 
Nor  gold  that  hath  the  furnace  past 

Appears  so  pleasing  to  the  sight. 

3  Thy  thrcatcnings  wake  my  slumbering 
And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies;  [eyes, 

But  'tis  thy  blessed  gospel.  Lord, 


That  makes  my  guilty  conscience  clean, 
Converts  my  soul,  subdues  my  sin. 
And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward. 

4  "Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts? 
My  God,  forgive  my  secret  faults, 

And  from  presumptuous  sins  restrain  ; 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praise. 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace, 

And  book  of  nature,  not  in  vain. 

Isaac  Watts.     1719. 


SHIRLAND 


S.  M. 


Ei^^^i*§58Pf^^ 


Samuel  Stanley. 


1800. 


Thy  thoughts  are  here,  my  God,  Expressed  In  words  divine  Th<i  utterances  of  heavenly  lips  In  every  sacKd  line. 

r  ■--  *      r  .     -*.  -Pff:«-    C-*^r-. 

it=rrfc-'r— *— ^■ 


2  Across  the  ages  they 

Have  reached  us  from  afar, 
Than  the  bright  gold  more  golden  they, 
Purer  than  purest  star. 

3  A  thousand  hammers  keen 

With  fiery  force  and  strain, 


piilgplpi 


Brought  down  on  it  in  rage  and  hate, 
Have  struck  this  gem  in  vain. 

4  Against  this  sea-swept  rock 

Ten  thousand  storms  their  will 
Of  foam  and  rage  have  wildly  spent; 
It  lifts  its  calm  face  still. 

Horatius  Sonar. 


344 


THE    SCRIPTURES. 


T.  R.  Matthews. 


pipi^a^a 


1.  O   Word  of    God  in-car-nate,     6   Wis  -  dom  from  en  high,  O  Truth  unchanged,  un- 


^_i — U 1 1 1 


-m-r-m- 


=|s=:q= 


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chang  -  ing. 


We  praise  thee  for  the    ra  -  diance    That 


O  Light  of  our  dark  sky ! 


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=j=j=j^j^ 


j_    l__J^zd^F=)z 


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5^ 


p^lfpH 


from  the  hallowed  page,    A    Ian-tern  to    our  footsteps,  Shines  on  from  age  to  age. 


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2  The  Church  from  her  dear  Master 

Received  the  gift  divine, 
And  still  that  light  she  lifteth 

O'er  all  the  earth  to  shine. 
It  is  the  golden  casket 

Where  gems  of  truth  are  stored, 
It  is  the  heaven-drawn  picture 

Of  Christ  the  living  word. 


MELITA. 


L.  M.    6  lines. 


3  0,  make  thy  Church,  dear  Saviour, 

A  lamp  of  burnished  gold, 
To  bear  before  the  nations 

Thy  true  light  as  of  old ; 
O  teach  thy  wandering  pilgrims 

By  this  their  path  to  trace, 
Till,  clouds  and  darkness  ended, 

They  see  thee  face  to  face. 

U'^iiiiam  U'ais/iaiit  How.     1867. 
yohn  B.  Dykes. 


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1.  E-ter-nal  Father,  strong  to  save, Whose  arm  hath  bound  the  restless  wave,Who  bid'st  the  mighty  ocean  deep 

— tp-i — r^^^ — ^^^ — ^ — \ iiF'i — I ° — ^1     U"  I — r  M     I — I — " 


Its  own  ap-pointed limits  keep;    O    hear  us  when  we  cry  to  thee    For  those  in    per-il    on  the  sea. 


pgi^iiii?lp|iE§|i|l?ip|^ 


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THOSE    AT    SEA. 
SAVE,  LORD,  OR   WE    PERISH. 


345 


Arthur  S.  Sullivan. 


-S, 


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1.  When  tliro'  the  torn   sail   the  wild   tempest    is      streaming,  When   o'er  the  dark 

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wave  the  red  light  ning  is  gleaming,     Nor  hope  lends  a    ray    the  poor  sea-man  to 

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cher  -  ish, 


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We    fly      to    our    Ma  -  ker  : — "  Save,  Lord,  or    we     per    -    ish." 

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2  0  Jesus,  once  rocked  on  the  breast  of  the  billow, 
Aroused  by  the  shriek  of  despair  from  thy  pillow, 
Now  seated  in  glory,  the  mariner  cherish, 

Who  cries  in  his  anguish  :  "  Save,  Lord,  or  we  perish." 

3  And  0,  when  the  whirlwind  of  passion  is  raging, 
When  sin  in  our  hearts  its  wild  warfare  is  waging. 
Then  send  down  thy  grace,  thj^  redeemed  to  cherish; 
Rebuke  the  destroyer:  "Save,  Lord,  or  we  perish." 

Reginald  Heber.    1820. 


636 


(melita.) 

2  O  Christ,  whose  voice  the  waters  heard 
And  hushed  their  raging  at  thy  word, 
Who  walkedst  on  the  foaming  deep, 
And  calm  amidst  its  rage  didst  sleep ; 
O  hear  us  when  we  cry  to'thee 

For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea. 

3  Most  Holy  Spirit,  who  didst  brood 
Upon  the  chaos  dark  and  rude, 
And  bid  its  angry  tumult  cease, 


And  give,  for  wild  confusion,  peace ; 
O  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  thee 
For  those  in  peril  on  the  se?,. 

4  O  Trinity  of  love  and  power, 

Our  brethren  shield  in  danger's  hour; 
From  rock  and  tempest,  fire  and  foe, 
Protect  them  wheresoe'er  they  go  ; 
Thus  evermore  shall  rise  to  thee 
Glad  hymns  of  praise  from  land  and  sea 

W.  Whiting.     1862. 


346 


THOSE    AT    SEA. 


MARINER.     7s  &  6s.    D. 


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Jokn  B.  Dykes. 


1.  The  o  -  cean  hath  no  dan  -  ger  For  those  whose  prayers  are  made  To  him,  who  in    a 


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A    help-less  Babe  was  laid  ;     Who,  born  to  trib  -  u  -   la  -  tion.      And 


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m^-^m-i — 5 — • ^— L,s— • — u — 


eve  -  ry    hu-man  ill.       Yet,  Lord  of  his  ere  -  a  -  tion,     The  wildest  waves  can  still. 
^^?EM^S^S=fEE^B-tes=S=J^5ET£=S3ES-:EF?E£Eff^^ffEFSEiEp 

3  Though  life  itself  be  waning, 

And  waves  shall  o'er  us  sweep, 
Tlie  wild  wind's  sad  complaining 

Shall  lull  us  still  to  sleep: 
For  as  a  gentle  slumber 

E'en  death  itself  shall  prove 
To  those,  whom  Christ  doth  number 

As  worthy  of  his  love. 

Godfrey  Thring.     1866. 


637 


2  If  fierce  the  tempest  round  us, 

And  white  the  angry  deep ; 
Yet  he,  when  lost,  who  found  us, 

Can  still  his  treasure  keep : 
Nor  wind  nor  wave  can  harm  us. 

Though  hope  itself  grow  dim. 
No  tempest  need  alarm  us, 

If  peace  we  seek  in  him. 


ST.   AELRED.      8s  &  3s.  John  B.  Dykes. 


1.  Fierce  raged  tbe  tempest  o'er  the  deep,  But  thou  wast  wrapped  in  guileless  sleep, 

Watch  did  thine  anxious  servants  keep,  Calm  and    stiU 


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2  *'  Save,  Lord,  we  perish,"  was  their  cry, 


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save  us  in  our  agony 


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Thy  word  above  the  storm  rose  high, 
"  Peace,  be  still." 

3  The  wild  winds  hushed  ;  the  angry  deep 
Sank,  like  a  little  child,  to  sleep ; 


The  sullen  Inllows  cease  to  leap, 
At  thy  will. 

4  So,  when  our  life  is  clouded  o'er, 

And  storm-winds  drift  us  from  the  shore, 
Say,  lest  we  sink  to  rise  no  more, 
"Peace,  be  still." 

Godfrty  Tkrinf     i8e8. 


THOSE    AT    SEA. 


347 


PILGRIM.     8s  &  7s.   D. 


George  Kingsley.     1838. 


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1.  Tossed    up  -  on  life's  rag-ing     bil  -  low.   Sweet      it        is,     O   Lord,  to    know. 


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Thou    didst  press  a     sai-  lor's    pil  -   low,     And     canst  feel    a     sai-  lor's   woe. 


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Nev  -    er  slumb'ring,  never     sleep  -  ing.  Though  the  night  be  dark  and    drear, 


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Thou     the  faithful  watch  art  keeping, 


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And  though  loud  the  wind  is  howling, 

Fierce  though  flash  the  lightnings  i-ed, 
Darkly  though  the  storm-cloud's  scowling 

O'er  the  sailor's  anxious  head  ; 
Thou  canst  calm  the  raging  ocean, ' 

All  its  noise  and  tumult  still, 
Hush  the  tempest's  wild  commotion, 

At  the  bidding  of  thy  will. 


Thus  my  heart  the  hope  will  cherish, 

While  to  thee  I  lift  mine  eye, 
Thou  wilt  save  me  ere  I  perish. 

Thou  wilt  hear  the  sailor's  cry : 
And  though  mast  and  sail  be  riven, 

Life's  short  voyage  will  soon  be  o'er, 
Safely  moored  in  heaven's  wide  haven, 

Storms  and  tempests  vex  no  more. 

George  W.  Bethune-     1830. 


348 


THE     YEAR 


BENEVENTO.     7s.    D. 


Samuel  Webbe.     1770. 

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1.  While, with  ceaseless  course.the  sun  Hasted  thro'  the  fonneryear.Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 

D.  s.  We  a    little   longer  wait; 


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Never  more  to  meet  us  here  ;  Fixed  in  an  e  -  ter-nal  state.They  have  done  with  all  below: 
But  how  little  none  can  know. 


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640 


As  the  winged  aiTow  flies, 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find ; 
As  the  hghtning  from  tlie  skies 

Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind, — 
Swiftl)^  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream  ; 
Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise, 

All  below  is  but  a  dreain. 

Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive  ; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew ; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live, 

With  eternity  in  view  : 
Bless  thy  word  to  old  and  young ; 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love ; 
When  our  life's  short  race  is  run, 

May  \\re  dwell  with  thee  above. 

fohn  Newton.     1779. 


641 


I  Let  us  with  a  joyful  mind. 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind, 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 


Let  us  sound  his  name  abroad, 
For  of  gods  ho  is  the  God 
Who  by  wisdom  did  create 
Heaven's  expanse  and  all  its  state; 

Did  the  solid  earth  ordain 
How  to  rise  above  the  main  ; 
Who,  by  his  commanding  might. 
Filled  the  new-made  world  with  light ; 
Caused  the  golden-tressed  sun 
All  the  day  his  course  to  run ; 
And  the  moon  to  shine  by  night, 
'Mid  her  spangled  sisters  bright. 

All  his  creatures  God  doth  feed. 
His  full  hand  supplies  their  need ; 
Let  us  therefore  warble  forth 
His  high  majesty  and  worth. 
.He  his  mansion  hath  on  high, 
'Bovc  the  reach  of  mortal  eye; 
And  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

John  Milton.     1633. 


THE     YEAR 


349 


NEW   YEAR'S   HYMN.     lls&5s. 

-I 1 L-, Un       I    ,  -I- 


E^EtfESE 


Samuel  Webbe.     1770. 

-I- 


1.  Come,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue.  Roll  round  with  the  year.  And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear 


I    I     i    I    I 


->-^  4 


^^PP^' 


His  adorable  will  let  us  gladly  fulfill,  Andonr  talents  improve.  By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labor  of  love. 


642 


Our  life  is  a  dream  ;  our  time,  as  a  stream. 

Glides  swiftly  away, 
xVnd  the  f iig^itive  moment  refuses  to  stay. 
The  arrow  istiown, — the  moment  isgone ; 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to   our  view    and  eternity's 
here. 

GLORIFY    THY   NAME.     7s  &  5s. 


r 

0,  that  each  in  the  day  of  his  coming  may 
"  I  have  fought  my  way  thro' :     [^ay, 

I  have  finished  the  work  thou  didst  give 
me  to  do !  "  [the  glad  word, 

O,  that  each  from  liis  Lord  may  receive 
"  Well  and  faithfully  done  !  [throne  !" 

Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my 

Charles  Wesley.     1749. 
Joseph  Barnby. 


mipiiilgill^i^i 


1.  Father,  here  we  ded-i-cate  This  new  year  to  thee.  In  whatev-er  world-ly  state  Thou  wilt  have  us 


i  claim :  This  alone  shall  be  our  prayer,  Glori  -  fy    thy  name. 


Can  a  child  presume  to  choose 

Where  or  how  to  live  ? 
Can  a  Father's  love  refuse 


All  the  best  to 


give ! 


More  thou  givest  every  day 
Than  the  best  can  claim ; 

Nor  withholdest  aught  that  may 
Glorify  thy  name. 


3  If  in  mercy  thou  wilt  spare  , 

Joys  we  yet  partake; 
If  on  life,  serene  and  fair. 

Brighter  rays  may  break  ; 
Thee  our  hearts,  while  glad  they  sing, 

Shall  in  all  proclaim  ; 
And,  whate'er  the  year  shall  bring, 

Glorify  thy  name. 

L.  Tuttieit. 


350 


THE     YEAR. 


DUKE    STREET.     L.  M 


y.  HattoH.     1790. 


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1.  O    God,  be-neath  thy   guiding   band      Our    exiled   fa  -  tbers  crossed  the  sea, 


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i ^ — « — J— L-#^— fi? — c:^ — ^-#-Lfi< 


And  wben  tbey  trod  tbe  win-  try  strand,  Witb  prayer  and  psalm  tbey  worshiped  thee. 


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644 

1  O  God,  beneath  thy  2;uidinfr  Imiid 
Our  exiled  fathers  crossed  the  sea, 
And  when  they  trod  the  wintry  strand, 
With  prayer  and  psalm  they  Avorshiped 

thee. 

2  Thou  heardst,  well  pleased,  the  song,  the 

prayer — 
Thy  blessing  came ;  and  still  its  power 
Shall  onward  through  all  ages  bear 
The  memory  of  that  holy  hour. 

3  What  change !   through   pathless   wilds 

no  more 
The  fierce  and  naked  savage  roams  : 
Sweet  praise,  along  the  cultured  shore, 
Breaks  from  ten  thousand  happy  homes. 

4  Laws,  freedom,  truth,  and  faith  in  God 
d'aine  with  those  exiles  o'er  the  waves, 
And  where  their  pilgrim  feet  have  trod, 
The  God  they  trusted  guards  their  graves. 

5  And  here  thy  name,  0  God  of  love. 
Their  children's  children  shall  adore, 
1,111  these  eternal  hills  remove, 

And  spring  adorns  the  earth  no  more. 

Leonard  Bacon.     1838,  1845. 


1  Great    God !    we    sing    that    mighty 

hand 
By  which  supported  still  we  stand ; 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows; 
Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God ; 
I>y  his  incessant  bounty  fed. 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With    grateful     hearts     tlie    past    wo 

own ; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown. 
We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed, 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise. 
Adored  throua;h  all  our  changinix  days. 

5  When  death  sliall  interrupt  our  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 
Our  helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 
In  better  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 

Phi  I  if  Doddridge.     J  740. 


THE     YEAR. 


351 


NEALE.      7s.    D. 


Henry  Smart. 


1.  Thou  who  roll'st  the  year  around.  Crowned  with  mercies  large  and  free,  Rich  thy  gifts  to 

Pj-_  -^  -^-  ^     r- 


us  abound,  Warm  our  thanks  shall  rise  to  thee  ;  Kindly  to  our  worship  bow.  While  our 


grateful  praises  swell,  That,  sustained  by  thee,  we  now      Bid  the  parting  year  farewell 


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It 


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646 


All  its  numbered  days  are  sped, 

All  its  busy  scenes  are  o'er, 
All  its  joys  for  ever  fled, 

All  its  sorrows  felt  no  more; 
Mingled  with  th'  eternal  past, 

Its  remembrance  shall  decay ; 
Yet  to  be  revived  at  last 

At  the  solemn  judgment-day. 


3  All  our  follies,  Lord,  forgive  ; 

Cleanse  each  heart  and  mate  us  thine  ; 
Let  thy  grace  within  us  live, 

As  our  future  suns  decline ; 
Then,  when  life's  last  eve  shall  come, 

Ha[)py  spirits,  let  us  fly 
To  our  everlasting  home, 

To  our  Father's  house  on  liigh. 

Kay  Palmer.     1865. 


German. 

i— I ^-l 


A  rr.  by  William  H.  Monk. 


1861. 


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l—u 


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^    (  God  of  mercy,  God  of  grace,  Show  the  brightness  of  thy  face  ; 
\  Shine  upon  us,  Saviour,  shine,  Fill  thy  church  with  light  divine  ; 


Z^ 


I    I 

And  thy  saving  health  extend 

Unto  earth's  remotest  end. 


Let  the  people  praise  thee,  Lord, 
Be  by  all  that  live  adored  : 
Let  the  nations  shout  and  sing, 
Glory  to  their  Saviour-King; 
At  thy  feet  their  tributes  pay. 
And  thy  holy  will  obey. 


Let  the  people  praise  thee.  Lord, 

Earth  shall  then  her  fruits  afford  : 

God  to  man  his  blessing  give, 

Man  to  God  devoted  live  ; 

All  below,  and  all  above. 

One  in  joy,  and  light,  and  love. 

Henry  Francis  Lyte.     1834, 


352 


THANKSGIVING. 


ALL    GOOD    GIFTS  AROUND    US.     7s  &  6s. 


Hymns  Ancient  and  Modern. 


■^ 


^^^\ 


1.  We  plough  the  fields,  and  scatter  The  good  eeed  on  the  land,  But  it  is  fed  and  watered  By  God's  almighty  hand  : 

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"i—r—r-r 


'  '  I  Jj  frniTi 


Train. 
He  sends  the  snow  in  winter ,The  warmth  to  swell  the  grain,  The  breezes,  and  the  sunt-hiue,  And  soft  refreshing 

_t^— « 


All  good  gifts  around  us  Are  sent  from  heaven  above,  Then  thank  the  Lord,  O  thank  the  Lord/For  all  his  love. 


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AVe  thank  thee,  then,  O  Fatlier, 

F(jr  all  things  bright  and  good, 
The  seed-time  and  the  harvest, 

Our  life,  our  health,  our  food ; 
Accept  the  gifts  we  offer 

For  all  thy  love  imparts, 
And,  what  thou  most  desirest, 

Our  humble,  thankful  hearts.    Iief. 

Mathias  Claudius.  (1740 — 1815). 
Tr.y  Miss  ?.  M.  Campbell.  i86i. 
George  jf.  Elvey.     i860. 


648 

2  lie  only  is  the  Maker 

Of  all  things  near  and  far; 
He  paints  the  wayside  flower, 

lie  lights  the  evening  star; 
The  winds  and  waves  obey  hira, 

By  him  the  birds  are  fed ; 
Much  more  to  us,  his  cliildren. 

He  gives  our  daily  bread.     Ref. 


ST.   GEORGE 


1.  Come,  ye  thankful  people,  come,  All  is  safely  gathered  in, 

Raise  the  song  of  Harvest-home  1  Ere  the  winterstonns  begin : 


-•--f=- 

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=1-1-!— J ^31= 


God,  our  Maker,  doth  provide  Come  to  God's  own  temple,  come, 

For  our  wants  to  be  supplied:  Raise  the  song  of  Harvest -home  ! 


THANKSGIVING. 


353 


SING    TO    THE    LORD.     L.  M  D. 


yoseph  Barnby. 


joy    '  " 


i^at 


1.  Sing  to   the  Lord   a     joy  -  fal  song,  Lift  up  your  hearts,  your  voices  raise :    To  us    his   gracious 


A-^ 


gifts    be-long,     To  him  our  songs  of  love  and  praise.  For  he  is  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth  Whom  angels 


serve  and  saints  a 


649 


t=s 


ij»= 


dore,  The  Fa-ther,  Son,  and  Ho  -  ly  Ghost,  To  whom  be  praise  for  ev  -  er  -  more. 

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IgSiB^g 


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For  life  and  love,  for  rest  and  food, 
For  daily  help  and  nightly  care, 
Sing  to  the  Lord ;  for  he  is  good  : 
And  praise  his  name,  for  it  is  fair.    Ref. 
For  strength  to  those  who  on  him  wait. 
His  truth  to  prove,  his  will  to  do. 
Praise  ye  our  God  ;  for  he  is  great : 
Trust  in  his  name,  for  it  is  true.     Ref. 
For  joys  untold  that  daily  move 
Round  those  who  love  his  sweet  employ. 


Sing  to  our  God  ;  for  he  is  love  : 
Exalt  his  name,  for  it  is  joy.     Ref. 

For  life  below,  with  all  its  bliss. 
And  for  that  life,  more  pure  and  high, 
That  inner  life,  which  over  this 
Shall  ever  shine,  and  never  die, 
Sing  to  the  Lord  of  heaven  and  eaith, 
Whom  angels  serve  and  saints  adore, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost ; 
To  whom  be  praise  for  evermore. 

y.  S.  B.  Monssll. 


650  (ST.  GEORGE.) 

2  All  the  world  is  God's  own  field, 
Fruit  unto  his  praise  to  yield ; 
Wheat  and  tares  together  sown, 
Unto  joy  or  sorrow  grown  ; 
First  the  blade,  and  then  the  car. 
Then  the  full  corn  shall  appear : 
Lord  of  Harvest,  grant  that  we 
Wholesome  grain  and  pure  may  be. 

3  For  the  Lord  our  God  shall  come, 
And  shall  take  his  harvest  home ; 
From  his  field  shall  m  that  day 
All  offences  purge  away  ; 


Give  his  angels  charge  at  last 
\\\  the  fire  the  tares  to  cast ; 
But  the  fruitful  ears  to  store 
Li  his  garner  evermore, 

4  Even  so.  Lord,  quickly  come 
To  thy  final  Harvest-home  ; 
Gather  thou  thy  people  in. 
Free  from  sorrow,  free  from  sin ; 
There,  forever  purified, 
Li  thy  presence  to  abide  : 
Come,  with  all  thine  angels,  come, 
Raise  the  glorious  Harvest-home. 

Hetiry  Al/ord.    1845. 


354 


THANKSGIVING. 


MONKLAND 


John  B.  Wilkes. 


651 

2  For  the  blessings  of  the  field, 
For  the  stores  the  gardens  yield; 
For  the  fruits  in  full  supply, 
Ripened  'neath  the  summer  sky ; 

3  Flocks  that  whiten  all  the  plain  ; 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripened  grain  ; 
Clouds  that  drop  their  fattening  dews ; 
Suns  that  temperate  warmth  diffuse  ; 

WITTEMBERG. 


«^^1^ 


All  that  spring  with  bounteous  hand 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land; 
All  that  liberal  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich  o'erflowing  stores : 

These  to  thee,  my  God,  we  owe, 
Source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow ; 
And  for  tliese  my  soul  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

Anna  L.  Barbauld.     ij-j-^,  a6. 
yohann  Criiger.     1653. 


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j  Now  thank  we  all  our  God,  With  heart,  and  hands,  and  voices, 
\  Who  wondrous  things  hath  done.  In  whom  this  world  rejoices 


i 


Who  from  our  mother's 

M-  'f!^    -m.    M.    m. 


arms  Hath  blessed  us  on  our  way  With  countless  gifts  of  love.  And  still  is  ours  to-day. 


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111 


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652 

2  O  may  this  bounteous  God 

Through  all  our  life  be  near  us. 
With  ever  joyful  hearts 

And  blessed  peace  to  cheer  us; 


And  keep  us  in  this  grace, 
And  guide  us  when  perplext, 

And  free  us  from  all  ills 
In  this  world  and  the  next. 

Martin  Rinkart.     1644. 

TV.,  Miss  Catherine  IVin/nvorth. 


1858. 


THANKSGIVING. 


355 


ITALIAN    HYMN.     6s  &  4s. 


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i===ff=s'=^ 


Felice  Giardini.     1760. 

4 


H==t 


i^fi 


1.  The  God  of  harvest  praise  :  In  loud  thanksgiving  raise  Hand,heart,and  voice  ;  The  valleys 


laugh  and  sing,  Forests  and  mountains  ring, The  plains  their  tribute  bring,  The  streams  rejoice. 


653 

2  Yea,  bless  his  holy  name, 
And  joyous  thanks  proclaim 

Through  all  the  earth ; 
To  glory  in  your  lot 
Is  comely,  but  be  not 
God's  benefits  forgot 

Amidst  your  mirth. 


RUSSIAN    HYMN. 


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lis,  lOs  &  9s. 


3  The  God  of  harvest  praise  ; 
Hands,  hearts  and  voices  raise 

With  one  accord, 
From  field  to  garner  throng, 
Bearing  your  sheaves  along, 
And  in  your  harvest  song 

Bless  ye  the  Lord. 

James  MontgOTnery.     1822. 


Alexia  T.  Livoff.     1830. 


=S3 


1.  God  the  All-ter-ri-ble,  thou  who  ordainest  Thunder  thy  clarion,  and  lightning  thy  sword  ; 


S=8= 


^g^^i^iliisa^ 


i^gl 


Show  forth  thy  pit  -  y  on  high  where  thou  reignest  !  Give  to  us  peace  in  our  time,  O   Lord. 


m 


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654 

2  God  the  Omnipotent,  Mighty  Avenger, 

Watching  invisible,  judging  unheard  ; 

Save  us  in  mercy,  0  save  us  from  danger ; 

Give  to  us  peace  in  our  time,  O  Lord. 

3  God  the   All-merciful,  earth    hath    for- 

saken [word ; 

Thy  ways  all  holy,  and  slighted  thy 


Let  not  thy  wrath  in  its  terror  awaken  ; 
Give  to  us  pardon  and  peace,  O  Lord. 

4  So  will  thy  people,  with  thankful  devo- 
tion, [and  sword. 
Praise  him  who  saved  them  from  peril 
Shouting  in  chorus,  from  ocean  to  ocean. 
Peace  to  the  nations,  and  praise   to 

the  Lord.  Henry  F.  Chorley. 


356 


NA  TIONAL. 


PATRIA.     H.  M. 


Felix  Mendehsohn-Bartholdy .     (1800—1847.) 


1.  Be-fore  the  Lord  we  bow,    The  God  who  reigns  above,     And  rules  the  world  below,  Boundless  in 


^-=£^i-- 


power  and  love.    Our  thanks  we  bring    In    joy  and  praise,  Our  hearts  we   raise  To  heaven's  high  King. 


655 


s*-V 


jgigggg^ji^ 


tp^it 


2   The  nation  thou  hast  blest 
May  well  thy  love  declare, 
From  foes  and  fears  at  rest, 
Protected  by  thy  care. 
For  this  fair  land, 
For  this  bright  day, 
Our  thanks  we  pay, 
Gifts  of  thy  hand. 

GLADSTONE.     L.  M. 


3  May  every  mountain  hcioht, 
Each  vale  and  forest  green, 
Shine  in  thy  word's  pure  light, 
And  its  rich  fruits  be  seen. 
May  every  tongue 
Be  tuned  to  {)raise, 
And  join  to  raise 
A  grateful  song. 

Francis  Scott  Key.     i832.< 
W.  H.  Gladstone. 

-r— I 


Our  hymn  of  grat  -  i  -  tude  we  raise 


656 

2  Thy  name  we  bless,  almighty  God ! 
For  all  the  kindness  thou  hast  shown 
To  this  fair  land  the  pilgrims  trod — 
This  land  we  fondly  call  our  own 

3  Here  Freedom  spreads  her  banner  wide. 
And  casts  her  soft  and  hallowed  ray; 
Here  thou  our  fathers'  steps  did  guide 
In  safety  through  their  dangerous  way. 


4  We  praise  thee  that  the  gospel's  light 
Through  all  our  land  its  radiance  sheds, 
lAispels  the  shades  of  error's  night, 
And  heavenly  blessings  round  us  spreads 

5  Great  God !  preserve  us  in  thy  fear ; 
In  dangers  still  our  guardian  be ; 

( )  spread  thy  truth's  bright  precepts  here. 
Let  all  the  people  worship  thee. 

Alfred  Alexander  Woadhull.     1820. 


NATIONAL. 


PLYMOUTH    ROCK. 

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S.  M.  D. 

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357 

A  rr.  from  Miss  Browne. 


1.  The   break  -  ing  waves  dashed  high, 
-* — X-*-- * •-- • — T—'S'— *— 


Ou     &      stem    and  rock-bound  coast, 


-F- 


I  SSI  SI  ; 

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Not  as  the  conqueror  comes, 

They,  the  true-hearted,  came; 
Not  with  the  roll  of  the  stirring  drums, 

And  the  trumpet  that  sings  of  fame; 
Not  as  the  flying  come, 

In  silence  and  in  fear; — 
They  shook  the   depths   of  the   desert 
gloom 

"With  their  hymns  of  lofty  cheer. 

Amidst  the  storm  they  sang, 

And  the  stars  heard,  and  the  sea ! 

And   the    sounding   aisles    of  the   dim 
woods  rang 
To  the  anthem  of  the  free. 


The  ocean  eagle  soared 

From  his  nest  by  the  white  wave's 

foam,  [roared — 

And  the   rocking  pines  of   the    forest 

This  was  their  welcome  home  ! 

"What  sought  they  thus  afar  ? 

Bright  jevvels  of  the  mine  ? 
The  wealth  of  seas,  the  spoils  of  war . — 

They  sought  a  faith's  pure  shrine ! 
Ay,  call  it  holy  ground, 

The  soil  where  first  they  trod ! 
They  have  left  unstained  what  there  they 
found — 

Freedom  to  worship  God. 

Felicia  D,  Hemans. 


358 


NA  TJONAL. 


TULFORD. 


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E.  J.  Hopkim. 


1.  Thou,  by  heavenly  hosts  adored,  God  of  nations,  King  of  kings, 

Gracious,  niif;hty,  sovereign  Lord,  llead  of  all  created  things. 


By  the  church  with  joy  confest.  Pleading  at  thy  throne  we  stand, 

Uod  o'er  all  forever  blest;  Save  thy  people,  bless  our  land 


658 

2  From  all  public  sin  and  shame, 
From  ambition's  grasping  aipj, 
From  rebellion,  war,  and  death, 
From  the  pestilential  breath, 
From  dread  famine's  awful  stroke, 
From  oj)pressiou's  galling  yoke. 
From  the  judgments  of  thy  hand; 
Spare  thy  people,  spare  our  land ! 


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Let  our  rulers  ever  be 
Men  that  love  .and  honor  thee  ; 
Let  the  powers  by  thee  ordained, 
lie  in  righteousness  maintained  ; 
In  the  people's  hearts  increase 
Love  of  piety  and  peace ; 
Thus,  united  we  shall  stand 
One  wide,  free,  and  happy  land  ! 

Henry  Harbaugh.     i860. 


KELLER'S    AMERICAN   HYMN.  Keller. 

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1.  An  -  gel  of  Peace,  thou  hast  wandered  too  long,    Spread  thy  white  wings  to  the  sun  -  shine  of  love  ; 

I  -&-      I  !.«-.«..«. 

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Come,  while  our  voi  -  ces  are  blend  -  ed  in  song.  Fly    to    our  aik  like  the  storm-beaten  dove ; 

D.  c.    Crownecl  with  thine  ol- ive-luaf  gar -laud  of  love, 

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Fly    to  onr  ark    on  the  winss  of    a  dove. 
An  -  {rel  of  Peace,  thou  hast  waited  too  long. 

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Speed  o'er  the  far-sounding  billows  of  song  ; 


NATIONAL. 


359 


AMERICA.     6s  &  4s. 


Adapted  by  Henry  Carey.     (1693 — 1743.) 


] .  My  country  !  'tis  of  thee,  Sweet  land  of  lib  -  er  -  ty,      Of  thee  I  sing  ;  Land  where  my 


fathers  died  !  Land  of  the  pilgrims'  pride  !  From  every  mountain  side  Let  freedom  ring  ! 


659 


My  native  country,  thee, 
Land  of  the  noble  free, 

Thy  name  I  love ; 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills: 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills 

Like  that  above. 

Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 

And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  songr : 


Let  mortal  tongues  awake  ; 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake  ; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  bi'eak, — 
The  sound  prolong. 

4  Our  fathers'  God !  to  thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  thee  we  sing : 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light ; 
Protect  us  by  thy  might, 

Great  God,  our  King ! 

Saviuel  F.  Sviith.     1832. 


660 

2  Brothers  we  meet,  on  this  altar  of  thine 

Mingling  the  gifts  we  have  gathered  for  thee; 
Sweet  with  the  odors  of  myrtle  and  pine. 

Breeze  of  the  prairie  and  breath  of  the  sea ; 
Meadow  and  mountain,  and  forest  and  sea, 

Sweet  is  the  fragrance  of  myrtle  and  pine ; 
Sweeter  the  incense  we  offer  to  thee. 

Brothers  once  more  round  this  altar  of  thine. 

3  Angels  of  Bethlehem  answer  the  strain  ; 

Hark !  a  new  birth-song  is  filling  the  sky ! 
Loud  as  the  storm-wind  that  tumbles  the  main, 

Bid  the  full  breath  of  the  organ  reply ; 
Let  the  loud  tempest  of  voices  reply, — 

Roll  its  long  surge  like  the  earth-shaking  main  ! 
Swell  the  vast  song  till  it  mounts  to  the  sky ! 

Angels  of  Bethlehem  echo  the  strain.     oHver  Wendell  Holmes. 


3G0 


DOXOLOGIES. 


L.  M. 

Praise  Grod,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow  ; 
Praise  him,  all  creatiirts  licrc  bi'low  ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  aud  Holy  Ghost. 

Thomas  Ken.     1697. 

C.  M. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 

,dJid  i-hall  be  ever  more. 

Tate  and  Brady.     1696. 

S.  M. 

To  God  the  Father.  Son, 

And  Spirit,  One  and  Three, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now. 

And  shall  for  ever  be. 

John  Wesley.     1741. 

L.  M.    6  lines. 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honor,  praise,  aud  glory  given. 
By  all  on  earth,  and  allin  heaven  ; 
As  was  through  ages  heretofore, 
Is  now,  and  shall  be  evermore. 

Isaac  Watts.     1709.     First  k  lines. 

C.  p.  M. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  heaven's  triumphant  host 

And  saints  on  earth  adore  ; 
Be  glory  as  in  a^es  past. 
As  now  it  is,  and  so  shall  last, 

When  time  shall  be  no  more. 


Tate  and  Brady. 
L.  P.  M. 


1696. 


Now  to  the  great  and  sacred  Three, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 

Eternal  nraise  and  glory  given, 
Thrmigh  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known, 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

"And  all  the  saints  in  earth  and  heaven. 
Isaac  Watts. 


1719. 


H.  m. 


O  God,  for  ever  blest. 
To  thee  all  praise  be  given  ; 

Thy  Name  Triune  confest 
By  all  in  earth  and  heaven ; 

As  heretofore  it  was,  is  now. 
And  shall  be  so  for  evermore, 

Edward  Henry  Bickersteth,    1870. 

8  7s  &  6s.  D. 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  God  whom  we  adore. 
Join  we  with  the  heavenly  host 

To  praise  thee  evermore  : 
Live,  oy  heaven  and  earth  adored, 

Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Ail  glory  be  to  thee. 

Charles  Wesley,     1746. 


10 


II 


12 


13 


14 


15 


8s  &  7s. 

Praise  the  Father,  earth  and  heaven, 

Praise  the  Son,  the  Si)irit  praise. 
As  it  was,  and  is,  be  given 
Glory  through  eternal  days. 

Unknown  A  uthor.     1S27. 
8s  &  7s.  D. 

Praise  the  God  of  all  creation  ; 

Praise  the  Father's  boundless  love; 
Praise  the  Lamb,  our  Exi)iation. 

Priest  and  King  enthroned  above  ; 
Praise  the  F(juntain  of  Salvation, 

Him  by  whom  our  spirits  live  : 
Undivided  adoration 

To  the  One  Jehovah  give, 

Josiah  Conder.     1836, 
7s. 

Sing  we  to  our  God  above 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love : 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenlv  host, 
Father,  Sou,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Charles  l^'esley.     1740. 

7s.    6  lines. 

God  the  Father,  God  of  grace. 
Saviour,  born  of  mortal  race. 
Comforter,  our  life  and  light. 
One  in  essence,  love  and  might ; 
Thee  whom  all  in  heaven  adore. 
We  would  worship  evermore. 

liay  Palmer.     1873. 
7s.  D. 

Praise  our  glorious  King  and  Lord, 
Angels  waiting  on  his  word, 
Saints  that  walk  with  him  in  white, 
Pilgrims  walking  in  his  light: 
Glory  to  the  Eternal  One, 
Glory  to  his  only  Son, 
Glory  to  the  Spirit  be 
Now,  aud  through  eternity, 

Alexander  Ramsey  Thompson.     1869. 

6s  &  4s, 

To  the  great  One  in  Three, 
The  highest  praises  be, 

Hence  evermore ; 
His  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity, 

Love  and  adore. 


Charles  Wesley.     1757. 


10s. 


To  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  ever  blest, 
Eternal  praise  and  worship  be  addrest ; 
From  age  to  age,  ye  saints,  his  name  adore. 
Aud  spread  his  fame,  till  time  shall  be  no  more 
Simon  Browne. 


16 


1730 


lis. 


0  Father  Almighty,  to  thee  be  addrest, 
With  Christ  and  the  Spirit,  one  God  ever  blest, 
All  glory  and  worship,  from  earth  and  from  heaven, 
As  was  and  is  now,  and  shall  ever  bo  given. 

Unknown  A  uthor. 


CHANTS. 
GLORIA   PATRI.     No.  1.    Single. 


361 


Richard  Farr ant.    1570. 


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As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  j  ever  j  shall  be,  jj  World  |  without 
end.     A-  I  men. 


No.  2.   Double. 


IVilliam  Beale, 


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No.  3.   Double. 


J.  Turle. 


No.  4. 


H,  W.  Greatorex. 


Glo  -  ry  be  to  the  Father,    and  to  the  Son,  and  to  the  Holy  Ghost ;  As  it  was  in  the  be- 

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362 


CHANTS. 


GLORIA    IN    EXCELSIS. 

Chant  1 ,  w.  1,2. 

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Chant  2,  w.  3,  4. 


1  Glory  he  to  |  God  on  |  high,  ||  and  on  earth  \  peace,  good  |  will  towards  |  men. 

2  We   praise  thee,  we  bless   thce^  we  |  worship  |  thee,  ||  we  glorify  thee,   we  give 

thanks  to  |  thee  for  |  thy  great  |  glory. 

(Chant  2.) 

3  O  Lord  God,  I  Heavenly  |  King,  |  God  the  |  Father  |  Al |  mighty. 

4  O  Lord,  the  only-begotten   Son^  \  Jesus  |  Christ,  ||  O  Lord  God,  Lamb  of  |  God, 

Son  I  of  the  |  Father. 


Chant  3,  w.  5—8. 


Chant  1,  w.  9  10. 


(Chant  3.) 

5  That  takest  away  the  |  sins  •  of  the  |  world,  ||  have  mercy  \  upon  |  us. 

6  Thou  that  takest  away  the  [  sins  •  of  the  |  world,  [|  have  mercy  \  upon  |  us. 

7  Thou  that  takest  a.^vay  the  |  sins  •  of  the  |  world,  ||  re-  \  ceive  our  |  prayer. 

8  Thou  that  sittest  at  the  right /tattc^  of  [  God  *  the  |  Father,  ||  liave  ?«ercy  |  upon  [  us. 

(Chant  i.) 

9  For  thou  only  |  art  —  |  holy,  ||  thov.  \  only  |  art  the  |  Lord. 

10  Thou  only,  O  Christ,  with  the  |  Holy  |  Ghost,  ||  art  most  hiyh  in  the  |  glory  of  | 
God  the  I  Father.  ||  Amen. 

Ascribed  to  TeUsphorus,  Bishop  0/ Rome,  a.d.  139. 


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CHANTS. 


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MAGNIFICAT.     Luke  1. 


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my  I  Saviour. 

2  For  he  tliat  is  mighty,  hath  done  to  |  me  great  |  things,  ||  and  \  holy  |  is  his  ]  name. 

3  And  his  mercy  is  on  them  that  |  fear  —  |  him  ||  from  gene-  \  ration  to  |  ge-  ne-  | 

ration. 

4  He  hath  showed  strength  \  with  his  |  arm,  |  he  hath  scattered  the  proud  in  the 

imagi-  |  nation  |  of  their  |  hearts. 

5  He  hath  put  down  the  mighfy  |  from  their  |  seats,  ||  and  exalted  \  them  of  |  low 

de-  I  gree. 

6  He  hath  filled  the  hungry  |  with  good  |  things,   ||  and  the  rich  he  |  hath  sent  | 

empty  •  a-  |  way. 

Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  |  Son,  ||  and  \  to  the  |  Holy  |  Ghost ; 

As  it   was  in  the  beginning,   is  noio,  and  |  ev  -  er  [  shall   be,  ||  world  without  | 
end.  —  I  A |  men. 


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Our  Father,  who  art  in  heaven,  hallowc(f  |  be  thy  |  name ;  |[  thy  kingdom  come ; 
thy  will  be  done  on  |  earth  •  as  it  |  is  in  |  heaven. 

Give  us  this  day  our  |  daily  |  bread,  |  and  forgive  us  our  trespasses,  as  we  torgive  I 
them  that  |  trespass  •  a-  |  gainst  us. 

And  lead  us  not  into  temptation,  but  deliver  |  us  from  |  evil,   ||  for  thine  is  the 
kingdom,  and  the  power,  and  the  glory,  for  |  ever  •  and  |  ever.    A-  |  men. 


364  CHANTS. 

TE    DEUM    LAUDAMUS.     No.  1. 


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I  "We  praise  \  thee,  O  |  God !  ||  wc  acknowledge  |  thee  to  |  be  the  |  Lord. 

3  To  thee  all  angels  |  cry  a-  |  loud ;  ||  the  heavens,  and  |  all  the  |  powers  •  tlicre  |  in. 

6  The  glorious  company  of  the  a/»0A'tles  |  praise  —  |  thee ;  ||  the  goodly  fellowship  of 

the  I  prophets  |  praise  —  |  thee; 
8  The  i^ather  of  an  |  infi-nite  |  majesty ;  ||  thine  a<^orable,  |  true,  and  |  only  |  Son ; 


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the  I  Father. 
12  When  thou  hadst  oxQvcovie  the  |  sharpness  •  of  |  death,  ||  thou  didst  open  the  king- 

dom  of  I  heaven  •  to  |  all  be-  |  lievers. 
14  We  \)G,lieve  that  j  thou  shalt  |  come,  ||  to  \  be —  |  our —  |  Judge. 

16  Make  them  to  be  n?<mbered  |  with  thy  |  saints,  ||  in  \  glo-ry  |  ev-er-  |  lasting. 

18  Day  by  dag  we  [  magni-fy  |  thee ;  ||  and  we  worship  thy  name  efer,  |  w orld  with- 1 

out  —  I  end. 
20  0  Lord!  have  |  mercy  •  up-  |  on  us,  ||  have  |  mer-cy  |  up-on  |  us. 


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CHANTS. 
TE    DEUM    LAUDAMUS.     Continued. 


365 


2  All  the  earth  doth  |  wor-ship  |  thee,  ||  the  i^ather  |  ev-er-  |  last |  ing. 

4  To  thee,  cheru5?m,  and  |  ser-a-  |  phini  ||  con-  \  tin-ual-  |  ly  do  |  cry, — 

7  The  noble  army  of  »ia?-tyrs  |  praise  —  |  thee;  ||  the  holy  church  throughout  all 

the  world  \  doth  ac-  |  kuow-ledge  |  thee, 
9  Also  the  I  Ho-ly  |  Ghost,  j]  the  \  Com |  fort-  |  er. 


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be  I  born  —  |  of  a  |  virgin. 
13  Thou  sittcst  at  the  rir/ht  |  hand  of  |  God,  ||  in  the  ]  glo-ry  |  of  the  |.  Father. 

15  We  therefore  ;;ray  thee,  |  help  thy  |  servants,  ||  whom  thou  hast  redeemed  |  with 

thy  I  pre-cious  j  blood. 
1 7  0  Lord !    save  thy  j^^eople,  and  |  bless  thy  |  heritage ;   ||  govern   them,   and  |  lift 

them  I  up  for  |  ever. 
19  Vouch-  I  safe,  O  |  Lord  !  ||  to  keep  us  \  this  day  |  with-out  |  sin. 

21  0  Lord !  let  thy  mercy  |  be  up-  |  on  us,  ||  as  our  |  trust  —  [  is  in  |  thee. 

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TE    DEUM    LAUDAMUS. 


1  We  praise  \  thee,  0  |  God  !  ||  we  acAr«oif ledge  |  thee  to  |  be  the  |  Lord. 
All  the  earth  doth  |  wor-ship  |  thee.  ||  tlie  -father  |  ev-er-  |  last |  ing. 

2  To  thee  all  owgels  |  cry  a-  |  loud ;  ||  the  heavens,  and  |  all  the  |  powers  •  there-  |  in. 
To  thee,  cheru6/m,  and  |  ser-a-  |  phiin  {|  con-  |  tin-ual-  |  ly  do  |  cry, — 

3  ^oly,  I  Ho-ly,  |  Holy,  ||  Lord  \  God  of  |  Sa-ba-  |  oth. 

Heaven  and  |  earth  are  |  full  ||  of  the  |  majes-ty  |  of  thy  |  glory.. 

4  The  glorious  company  of  the  A-  |  pos-tles  |  praise  thee ;  ||  the  goodly /eflowship  | 

of  the  I  proph-ets  |  praise  thee ; 
The  noble  army  of   |   mar-tyrs  |  praise  thee;   ||   the  holy  church  throughout  all 
the  world  |  doth  ac-  |  know-ledge  |  thee, 

5  The  I  Fa I  ther  ||  q/'an  |  infi-nite  ]  ma-jes-  |  ty ; 

Thine    adorable,  true,   and  |  on-ly  |  Son ;    |1    also    the    Ho\y  \  Ghost  the   |   Com- 
fort- I  er. 

6  ThouJ^  art  the  |  King  ||  of  \  glo-ry,  |  O  —  |  Christ. 

Thou  art  the  evav-  \  last-ing  |  Son  \  of  \  —  the  |  Fa |  ther. 


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be  I  born  —  |  of  a  |  virgin. 
When  thou  hadst  ovQVCome  the  |  sharpness  •  of  |  death,  ||  thou  didst  open  the  king- 

dom  of  I  heaven  •  to  |  all  be-  |  lievers. 

Thou  sittcst  at  the  right  \  hand  of  |  God,  ||  in  the  ]  glo-ry  |  of  the  I  Father. 
AVe  brieve  that  |  thou  shalt  |  come,  ||  to  |  be  —  |  our  —  [  Judge. 

We  therefore  pray  thee,  |  help  thy  |  servants,  ||  whom  thou  hast  rerfeewied  |  with 

thy  I  pre-cious  |  blood. 
Make  them  to  be  /iMmbered  |  with  thy  |  saints,  ||  in  \  glo-ry  |  ev-er-  |  lasting. 

O  Lord,  I  save  thy  |  people  ||  and  \  bless  thine  |  her-it-  |  age. 
Gov-  I  —  ern  |  them  |  (uid  \  lift  them,  |  up  for  |  ever. 


CHANTS. 


367 


11  Day  I  by  —  |  day  ||  we  \  raag-ni-  |  fy  —  |  thee ; 

And  we  wo?'ship  |  thy  name  |  ever,  ||  world  \  —  with-  |  out  —  |  end. 

12  Vouchso/e,  I  0  —  I  Lord,  |1  to  keep  us  |  this  day  |  with-out  |  sin. 

0  Lord,  have  mercy  up-  |  on  —  |  us,  ||  have  |  mercy  •  up-  |  on  —  |  us. 

13  O  Lord,  let  thy  mercy  \  be  up-  |  on  us,  ||  as  our  |  trust  —  |  is  in  |  thee. 
0  Lord,  in  thee  \  have  I  |  trusted  \  let  me  |  nev-er  |  be  con-  |  founded. 

Ascribed  to  Ambrose  oy  Milan,  a.d.  373. 


SANCTUS.     Irregular. 


George  J.  Elvey. 


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CHANTS. 


LEVA VI    OCULOS    MEOS. 


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1  I  WILL  lift  up  mine  eijes  |  unto  •  the  |  hills,  ||  from  whence  |  com-eth  |  my  —  |  help. 

2  My  help  co?«cth  |  from  the  |  Lord,  ||  which  |  made  —  |  heav^en  *  and  |  earth. 

3  He  will  not  suffer  thy  foot  |  to  be  |  moved ;  |[  he  that  |  keepeth  •  thee  |  will  not  ] 

slumber. 

4  Behold,  he  that  Iccepaih.  |  Is-ra-  |  el  ||  shall  nciiXxav  \  slum-bcr  |  nor  —  |  sleep. 

5  The  Lord  \  is  thy  |  keeper :  ||  the  Lord  is  thy  shade  up-  |  on  thy  |  right  —  [  hand. 

6  The  sun  shall  not  smite  \  thee  by  |  day,  ||  nor  the  |  moon  —  |  by  —  |  night. 

7  The  Lord  shall  ^vaserve  thee  |  from  all  |  evil;  ||  he  \  shall  pre-  |  serve  thy  |  soul. 

8  The  Lord  shall  preserve  thy  going  out  and  thy  |  coming  |  in  ||  from  this  time/or<A, 

and  I  even  •  for  j  ever-  |  more. 

Glory  be  to  the  i^other,  etc. 


JUBILATE    DEO. 


George  y.  Elvey. 


1  0  BE  joyful  in  the  Lord  |  all  ye  |  lands,  ||  serve  the  Lord  with  gladness:  and  come 

be/bre  his  |  presence  |  with  a  |  song. 

2  Be  yc  sure  that  the  Lord  \  he  is  |  God ;  ||  it  is  he  that  hath  made  us,  and  not  we 

ourselves;  we  are  his  j!>fople  and  the  |  sheep  of  |  his  —  |  pastui'C. 

3  O  go    your  way   into   his   gates  with    thanks/7/i'/tt_(7,  and    into    his  |  courts   with  | 

praise ;  |  be  thankful  unto  him  and  |  speak  good  |  of  his  |  name. 

4  For  the  Lord  is  gracious;  liis  meray  is  |  ev-er-  |  lasting;   ||   and  his  truth  enduroth 

from  generation  to  |  ge-nc-  j  ra |  tion. 

Gloiy  be  to  the  FaXhav,  etc. 


No.  2. 


Thomas  Attvjood.     (1767—1838.) 


CHANTS.  369 

BENEDIC,   ANIMA    MEA.  '     From  Ludwig  von  Beethoven,    (1770— 1827). 

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1  Bless  the  Xorc?,  j  O  my  |  soul,  ||  and  all  that  is  within  »ne,  |  bless  his  |  holy  |  name. 

2  Bless  the'Zorc^,  |  O  my  |  soul,  |  and  for-  |  get  not  |  all  his  |  benefits : 

3  Who  forgiveth  all  |  thine  in-  |  iquities ;  ||  who  \  healeth  •  all  |  thy  dis-  |  eases ; 

4  Who  redeemeth  thy  life  \  from  de-  |  struction ;   |j   who  crowneth  thee  with  loving  | 

kindness  •  and  |  tender  |  mercies ; 

5  The  Lord  hath  prejmred  his  |  throne  "in  the  |  heavens;  |  andhis^m^dom  |  rul-eth  | 

over  I  all. 

6  Bless  the  Lord,  ye  his  angels,  that  ex-  [  eel  in  |  strength,  ||  that  do  his  command- 

ments, hearkening  unto  the  |  voice  of  |  his  —  |  word  1 

7  Bless  ye  the   Lord,   all  |  ye    his  |  hosts !    ||   ye   ?nmisters  of  |  his,   that  |  do   his  | 

pleasure ! 

8  Bless  the   Lord,  all  his  works !    in   all  places  of  [  his  do-  |  minion :  |]  bless  the  | 

Lord,  —  I  0  my  |  soul ! 

Glory  be  to  the  i^ather,  and  |  to  the  |  Son,  \\  and  j  to  the  |  Ho-ly  |  Ghost ; 

As  it  was   in   the  beginning,   is  now,   and  |  ev-er  [  shall   be,  |  world  |  with-out 
end.     A-  [  men. 


No.  2. 


George  y.  Elvey. 


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370 


CHANTS, 


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1  0  COME,  let  us  sing  \  unto  the  |  Lord,  ||  let  us  heartily  vajoice  in  the  |  strength  of  | 

our  sal-  I  vation, 

2  Let  us  come  before  his  presence  |  with  thanks-  |  giving,  ||  and  show  owcselves  |  glad 

in  I  him  with  |  psalms. 

3  For  the  Lord  is  a  |  great  —  |  God,  ||  and  a  great  \  King  a-  |  bove  all  |  gods. 

4  In  his  hands  are  all  the  corners  |  of  the  |  earth,  ||  and  the  strength  of  the  |  hills  is  | 

his  —  I  also. 

5  The  sea  is  his  |  and  he  |  made  it,  ||  and  his  hands  pre-  |  pared  •  the  |  dry  —  | 

land. 

6  0  come,  let  us  worship  |  and  fall  |  down,  ||  and  kneel  be-  [  fore  the  |  Lord  our  | 

Maker. 

7  P'or  he  is  the  |  Lord  our  |  God,  ||  and  w'e  are  the  people  of  his  pasture,  |  and  the  | 

sheep  •  of  his  |  hand. 

8  0   worship  the  Lord  in  the  |  beauty  •  of  |  holiness,  ||  let  the  whole  earth  [  stand 

in  I  awe  of  |  him. 
*9  For  he  Cometh,  for  he  cometh  to  [  judge  the  |  earth,  ||  and  with  righteousness  to 
judge  the  world,  and  the  |  peo-ple  |  with  his  |  truth. 
Glory  be  to  the  i^ather,  and  |  to  the  |  Son,  ||  and  j  to  the  |  Ho-ly  |  Ghost; 
As  it   was   in   the   beginning,   is  now,   and  |  ev-er  |  shall   be,  ||   ivorld  |  with-out  | 
end.     A-  |  men. 
No.  2. 


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J\!ch  a  rd  Fa  rra  nt.     1 570. 

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1  It  is  a  good  thing  to  give  thanks  \\n-  |  to  the  |  Lord,  ||  and  to  sing  praises  unto 

thy  name,  |  O  —  |  Most  —  |  High. 

2  To   show   forth   thy  loving-/t/yi(^ness  |  in  the  |  morning  ||  and  thy  |  faithful-ness  | 

eve-ry  |  night. 


CHANTS. 


371 


3  For  thou,  Lord,  hast  made  me  glad  \  through  thy  |  work,  ||  I  will  triumph  in  the 

works  of  I  thy  —  |  hands. 

4  0  Lord,  how  great  \  are  thy  |  works,  |  and  thy  |  thoughts  are  |  ve-ry  |  deep. 
Glory  be  to  the  i^ather,  etc. 

No.  2.  E.  Higgins. 


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CANTATE    DOMINO. 


y.  Soaper. 


1  O  SING  unto  the  Zorrf  |  a  new  j  song ;  ||  for  he  |  hath  done  |  marvel-ous  [  things : 

2  His  right  hand^  and  his  |  holy  |  arm  ||  hath  |  got-ten  |  him  the  |  victory. 

3  The  Lord  hath  made  known  |  his  sal-  |  vation :  |  his  righteousness  hath  he  openly 

shelved  in  the  |  sight  —  |  of  the  |  heathen. 

4  Lie  hath  remembered  his  mercy  and  his  truth  toward  the  house  of  (  Is-ra-  |  el :  ||  all 

the  ends  of  the  earth  have  seen  the  sal-  |  vation  |  of  our  |  God. 

5  Make  a  joyful  noise  unto  the  Lord,  |  all  the  |  earth  :  |  make  a  loud  noise,  and  re-  | 

joice,  and  j  sing  —  |  praise. 

6  Sing  unto  the  Lord  |  with  the  |  harp ;  ||  with  the  harj),  and  the  |  voice  — '  |  of  a  | 

psalm. 

7  With  trum^ai?,  and  |  sound  of  |  cornet  ]|  make  a  joyful  noise  be-  |  fore  the  |  Lord, 

the  I  King. 

8  Let  the  sea  roar,  and  the  |  fulness  •  there-  |  of ;  ||  the  ivorld,  and  |  they  that  |  dwell 

there-  I  in. 

9  Let  the  floods  |  clap  their  |  hands :  ]|  let  the  hills  be  joyinX  to-  [  gether  •  be-  |  fore 

the  I  Lord ; 
lo  For  he  cometh  to  |  judge  the  |  earth  ;  ||  with  righteousness  shall  he  judge  the  worlds 
and  the  |  people  |  with  —  j  equity. 
Glory  be  to  the  i^ather,  etc. 


No.  2. 


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'CHANTS. 


DOMINE,   REFUGIUM. 


From  Beethoven,  by  y.  Goss. 
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1  Lord,  tliou  hast  been  our  |  dwell-ing-  |  place  ||  in  |  all  —  |  ge-ne-  |  rations. 

2  Before  the  mountains  were  brought  forth,  or  ever  thou  hadst  formed  the  earth  \ 

and  the  |  world,  ||  even  from  everlasting  to  ever-  |  last-ing  |  thou  art  |  God. 

3  Thou  turnest  man  |  to  de-  |  struction  ||  and  sayes^,  Re-  |  turn,  ye  |  children  *  of  | 

men. 

4  For  a  thousand  years  in  thy  sight  are  but  as  yesterday  |  when  •  it  is  |  past  ||  and 

as  a  I  watch  —  |  in  the  |  night. 

5  Thou  carriest  them  away  as  with  a  Jlood  ;  they  |  are  •  as  a  |  sleep ;   |  in  the  morn- 

ing they  are  like  |  grass  which  |  grow-eth  j  up ; 

6  In  the  morning  it  flourishe^A,  and  |  grow-eth  |  up ;  ||  in  the  evening  it  is  cut  |  down 

and  I  with-er-  |  eth. 

7  For  all  our  days  are  passed  Siioay  |  in  thy  |  wrath ;  ||  we  spend  our  years  as  a  |  tale 

—  I  that  is  j  told. 

8  The  days  of  our  years  are  threescore  |  years  and  |  ten ;   ||  and  if  by  reason  of  [ 

strength  •  they  be  |  four-score  |  years, 

9  Yet  is  their  strenyth  |  labor  •  and  |  sorrow ;  ||  for  it  is  soon  cut  off  \  and  we  |  fly 

a-  I  way. 

lo  So  teach  us  to  |  number  •  our  |  days,  ||  that  we  may  ap/^^y  our  |  hearts  —  |  un-to  | 
wisdom. 

Glory  be  to  the  i^ather,  and  |  to  the  |  Son,  ||  and  \  to  the  |  Ilo-ly  |  Ghost ; 

As  it  Avas   in   the   beginning,   is  now,   and  |  ev-er  |  shall   be,  ||  world  |  with-out  | 
end.     A-  |  men. 


AUDIVI    VOCEM. 


Dr.  W.  Hayes. 


^^^ii^gggi^ii 


1  I  HEARD  a  voice  from  heaven,  saying  |  unto  *  me,  |  Write,  ||  Blessed  are  the  dead 

who  die  |  in  the  |  Lord  from  |  henceforth : 

2  Yea,  saith  the  Spirit,  that  they  may  rest  \  from  their  |  labors,  |j  and  their  [  works 

do  J  fol-low  J  them. 


CHANTS. 


373 


3  Blessed  and  holy  is  lie  that  hath  part  in  the  first  \  re-sur-  |  rection ;  ||  on  such 

the  I  second  •  death  |  hath  no  |  power ; 

4  But  they  shall  be  priests  of  God  \  and  of  |  Christ,  ||  and  shall  reign  with  |  him  a 

thou-sand  |  years. 

5  Unto  him  that  |  lov-ed  |  us,   ||   and  washed  us  from  our  sins  \  in  his  |  own  —  | 

blood, 

6  And  hath  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God  \  and  his  |  Father ;   |  to  him  be  glory 

and  do-  |  minion  •  for-  |  ever  '  and  |  ever. 

Glory  be  to  the  i^ather,  etc. 


DEUS    MISEREATUR. 


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1  God  be  meTciful  unto  j  us,  and  |  bless  us ;  |  and  cause  his  |  face  to  |  shine  up-  j 

on  us ; 

2  That  thy  way  may  be  known  up-  j  on  —  [  earth,   |  thy  saving  [  health  a-  |  mong 

all  I  nations. 

3  Let  the  people  praise  |  thee,  0  j  God !   ||  let  all  the  |  people  |  praise  —  |  thee. 

4  O  let  the  nations  be  fflad  and  |  sing  for  |  joy :   ||  for  thou  shalt  judge  the  people 

righteously,  and  govern  the  [  na-tions  |  up-on  |  earth. 

5  Let  the  people  praise  j  thee,  O  |  God !  ||  Let  all  the  j  people  j  praise  —  |  thee. 

6  Then   shall   the   earth  j  yield    her  |  increase;   |{   and   God,  even  |  our   own  |  God, 

shall  I  bless  us. 

*7    God  I  —  shall  I  bless  us;  ||  and  all  the  eiids  of  the  j  earth  shall  |  fear  —  j  him. 

Glory  be  to  the  i^ather,  and  |  to  the  |  Son,  ||  and  |  to  the  |  Holy  |  Ghost; 

As  it  was  in   the   beginning,   is  noio,  and  [  ev-er  j  shall  be,   ||   world  \  without  | 
end.     A-  j  men. 


No.  2. 


Flintoff. 


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CHA  WTS. 


THE    STRAIN   UPRAISE. 


Dr  W.  Hayes.    Adapted hyA.H.D.  Troyte. 


lu  -   iai 


I  The  strain  upraise  of  joy  and  2}ra{se,  Alle-  |  lu-ia ! 

To  the  glory  of  their  king  shall  the  ransomed  |  people  sing, 

Alle-  I  luia!  11  Al\c- 


luia! 


2  And  the  choirs  that  ]  dwell  on  high, 

Shall  re-echo  |  through  the  sky,  ||  Alio-  \  luia !  ||  Alle-  \  luia ! 

3  They  in  the  rest  of  |  Paradise  who  dwell. 

The  blessed  ones  with^oy  the  |  chorus  swell,  \\  Al\c-  \  luia!  |j  Alle-  |  luia! 

4  The  planets  beaming  on  their  |  heavenly  way, 

The  shining  constella/io?i«,  |  join  and  say,  ||  Alle-  \  luia!  ||  AHe-  |  luia' 

5  Ye  clouds  that  onward  sweep,  ye  winds  on  |  pinions  light, 

Ye  thunders,  echoing  loud  and  deep,  ye  liglitniuf/s,  |  wildly  briglit, 

[|  In  sweet  con-  |  sent  unite  ||  Your  Alle-  |  luia 

6  Ye  floods  and  ocean  billows,  ye  storms  and  |  winter  snow. 
Ye  days  of  cloudless  beauty,  hoar //*os^,  and  |  summer  glow, 

II  Ye  groves  that  wave  in  spring,  and  ^/orious  |  forests  sing,  |  Alio-  |  luia! 

7  First  let  the  birds  with  jminted  \  plumage  gay. 

Exalt  their  great  Creato/-'«  |  praise  and  say,  1|  Alle-  \  luia!   |  ^1/le-  |  luia 

8  Then  let  the  beasts  of  earth,  with  |  varying  strain, 

Join  in  creation's  hymn  and  j  cry  again,  ||  Alle-  |  luia !  ||  A^e-  \  luia 

9  Here  let  the  mountains  thunder /ori/i  so-  j  norous,  ||  ^1/le-luia 
There  let  the  valleys  sing  in  gentlev  \  chorus,  ||  Alle-  |  luia ! 

10  Thou  jubilant  abyss  of  |  ocean  cr}',  ||  Alle-  \  luia! 

Ye  tracts  of  earth,  and  co«ti-  |  nents,  reply  |  Al\e-  \  luia! 

1 1  To  God,  who  cdl  ere-  |  ation  made, 

The  frequent  hymn  be  |  duly  paid:  ||  ARe-  j  luia!  ||  Alle-  j  luia! 

12  This  is  the  strain,  the  eternal  strain,  the  Lord  Al-  |  mighty  loves:   ||  Alle-  |  luia! 
This  is  the  song,  the  heavenly  song,  that  Christ,  the  |  King  approves:  ||  Alle-  \  luia! 

13  Wherefore  we  sing,  both  heart  and  voice  a-  |  waking,  ||  Alle-  |  luia! 
And  children's  voices  echo,  answer  |  making,  ||  Alle-  |  luia !     Amen. 


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1  The  foe  behind,  the  |  deep  be-  |  fore,  ||  Our  hosts  have  [  dared  and  |  past  the  |  sea : 
And   Pharaoh's   wavriors  |  strew    the    shore,    ||    And  Israe/'s  |  ran-somed  |  tribes 

are  |  free. 

2  Lift  up,  lift  up  your  |  voices  |  now !   ||  The  whole  wide  \  world  re-  |  joices  |  now ! 
The   Lord   hath    triumphed  j  glor-ious-  |  ly:  ||  The    Lord   shall  |  reign   vie-  |  tor 

ious-  I  ly ! 

3  Happy  morrow,  turning  sorrow  In^o  |  peace  and  |  mirth !  ||  Bondage  ending,  Love 

de-  I  scend-ing  |  O'er  the  |  earth ! 
Seals  assuring,  Guards  securing.  Watch  his  |  earth-ly  |  prison  :  ||  Seals  are  shattered, 
Guards  are  |  scattered,  |  Christ  hath  |  risen ! 

4  No  longer  must  the  |  mourn-ers  [  weep,  ||  Nor  call  de-  (  parted  |  Christians  j  dead ; 
For  death  is  hallozved  |  in-to  |  sleep,  ||  And  every  |  grave  be-  |  comes  a  |  bed. 

5  Now,  once  more,  Eden's  door  Open  stands  to  ]  mor-tal  |  eyes :  ||  For  Christ  hath  | 

risen,  and  |  man  shall  |  rise. 
Now,  at  last.  Old  things  past,  Hope  and  Joi/  and  |  Peace  be-  |  gin :  ||  For  Christ 
hath  I  won,  and  j  man  shall  |  win. 

6  It  is  not  exile,  \  rest  on  |  high :  ||  It  is  not  |  sad-ness,  |  peace  from  strife : 
To  fall  aslee})  is  |  not  to  |  die :  ||  To  dwell  with  |  Christ  is  |  bet-ter  |  life. 

7  Where  our  banner  leads  us,  We  may  |  safely  |  go.  |]  Where  our  Chief  precedes 

us,  I  We  may  |  face  the  |  foe. 
His  right  arm  is  o'er  us,  He  our  |  guide  will  [  be ;   |  Christ  hath  gone  before  us;  \ 
Christians,  |  fol-low  |  ye  ! 

8  He  shall  soon  deliver  From  |  ev-ery  |  woe;  j]  Allelu/a,  |  if  his  |  paths  ye  |  tread! 
Pleasures,  as  a  river,  Shall  |  round  you  |  flow,  ||  Allelum,  |  when  ye  |  see  your  ) 

Head. 

9  With  loins  xi^-girt,  and  |  staff  in  |  hand,  ||  And  hasty  \  mien  and  j  san-dalled  |  feet, 
Around  the  Paschal  |  feast  we  |  stand,  ||  And  of  the  |  Pas-chal  [  Lamb  we  |  eat. 


Egypt's  I  strand  :  ||  So  shall  he 
Canaan's  I  land. 


lo  So  shall  he  collect  us,  direct  us,  protect  us,  From 
precede  us,  and  feed  us,  and  |  lead  us,  To 
Toils  and  foes  assailing,  friends  quailing,  hearts  failm^^,  shall  |  threat  in  |  vam ; 
If  he  be  providing,  pre-sidi'ny,  and  |  guiding  To  |  him  a-  |  gain.  ||  Amen. 

yohn  Mason  Neale. 


ALPHABETICAL    I^DEX    OF    TUI^ES. 


TtnfE. 

Abide  in  me    

Adeste  Fideles 

Adoration 

Adrian 

Advent 

Aletta 

Alford 7s 

All  Good  Gifts... 78 

All  Saints 

All's  Well 

Alleluia,  Song  of.  8s 

Alvan '.  ...8!*, 

America 

Amsterdam 7s 

Angelns 

Ansel  Voices 

Anselm 7s 

Antioch. 

Anvem 

Arcadia 

Ariel 

Arlington 

Avon 

Aurelia 7s 

Austrian  nyinu..8s 
Autumn Ss 


METEB. 
...P.  M. 
...P.  M. 
.8s  &6s. 
...S.M. 
...8s,  61. 

78. 

&  Gs,  D. 

&fi8,D. 

C.  M.  D. 
...P.  M. 

&  7s,  61. 
7s  &  48. 
.6s  &  48. 
&68,D. 
..L.  M. 
...P.M. 
&  6s,  D. 
...CM. 
.  ..L.  M. 
...CM. 
C.  P.  M. 
...CM. 
...CM. 
&  6s,  D. 
&  7s,  D. 
&  78.  D. 


Basea 8.  M. 

Banner 6s  &  58. 

Banquet  lOs. 

Baruby 8.  M. 

Bartimeus 88  &  78. 

Bavaria    Ss  <fe  7s,  D. 

Bayley Ss  &  78,  D. 

Beethoven L.  M. 

Belmont CM. 


Bemerton  , 

Benevento 

Bentley 7s  & 

Bera 

Bernard 

Bethany 68 

Bciilah 

Blakesley 

Bl'umeutnal 

Boardmau 


.CM. 
78,  D. 
6s,  D. 
L.  M. 
CM. 

&48. 

7s,  D. 
CM. 
78,  D. 
CM. 


Bonar 

Boston 

Boylston 

Bowen 

Braden 

Bradford 

Brattle  Street. 

Bremen 

Bridgman.   . . . 


...S.M.  D. 

CM. 

S.M. 

L.  M. 

S.M. 

CM. 

...CM.  D. 
...CP.  M. 
CM. 


aCtthor.  page 

A.H.  D.  Trm/te -iW, 

J.  Reading 84 

O.  A .  Macfarren (! 

J.  E.  Gmild 140,  204 

C.  Gounod 296 

W.B.  Bradbury....  211 

J.  B.  Dykes 836 

Hymns  An.  &  Mod.  352 

H.  S.  Cutler 260 

219 

E.  J.  ffopkim 314 

L.  Mason 137 

Henry  Carey 359 

J.  Nares 298 

J.  Shiffler 97 

A.S.  Sullivan 828 

J.  Barnby 806 

Arr.  L.  Mason 84 

X.  Ma.mi 270 

T.  Raslings 222 

Arr.  L.  Mason 115 

T.  A.  Arme 184 

H.  Wilson 102 

8.  8.  Wesley 266 

F.J.Haydn 66 

Spanish 28 


German 62 

J.  Barnby 346 

J.  Barnby 283 

J.  Barnby 174,  238 

D.  Bead  187 

German 283 

XP.  Holbrook 230 

Arr.  L.  Mason B 

J.  C.  W.  A.  Mozart. 

185,  268,  279 

H.  W.  Oreatorex 7 

-S".  Webb 348 

J.Hullah 189,341 

J.  E.  Gould 148,200 

J.  Barnby 125 

Arr.  L.  Mason 168 

Arr.  E.  Ives,  Jr....  a38 

German 212 

J.  Blumenthal . .  .   .  188 
Devereux,    Arr.    G. 

Kingsley 225,  264 

L.  Mason 304 

U.  C.  Bumap 223 

Z.  Jtfasori....l75,  207,  264 

F  J.  Haydn 67 

W.B.Bradbury....    42 

G.F.  Handel 108 

/.  Pleyel 61 

T.Hastings 80,  177 

Beethoven 236 


TUNE. 

Brownell 

Burlington 


METEB. 

,.L.  M.,61. 
CM. 


Cambridge CM. 

Caritas 8s  &  78,  D. 

Carol C  M.  D. 

Castello 78,  6s  &  8s. 

Cast  thy  Burden P.  M. 

CecUia 8s  &7s. 

Celestial  Praise 68.&  88. 

Chapel L.  M.,61. 

Chester L.  M. 

Chenies 7s  &  68,  D. 

Children'8  Hosanna 

78  &  6s,  D. 

CTirlstmas C  M. 

Christus  Rex 6s. 

Clifford CM. 

Come,  Jesus,  Redeemer.lls. 

Come,  ye  Disconsolate ...   . 

lis  &  lOs. 

Comfort 78. 

Consecration 8s  &  78,  D. 

Corona 7s. 

Coronation CM. 

Courage 78. 

Cowper CM. 

Creation  L.  M.  D. 

Crown  Him 8.  iM.D. 

Crucifer L.  M. 

Crucifix 7s  &  6s,  D. 

Cyprus 78. 

Dallas 78. 

Dawn 8.  M. 

Dayman lOs. 

Dedham C  M. 

Delight CM. 

Deliverance C  M.  D. 

Dennis S.M. 

Dijon 7s. 

Disciple L.  M. 

Dix 7s.  61. 

Dorrnance 8s  &  7s. 

Downs CM. 

Duke  Street  L.  M. 

Dundee C  M. 

Dwight L.  M. 

Easter  Htmn P.  M. 

Ecclesia Ss  &  78.,  D. 

Ein' Feste  Burg P.  M. 

Elliott 8s&4s. 

Elyria 7s. 

Ernan L.  M.  &  lOs. 

Eustis CM. 

Even  Me 8s  «&  78. 


AUTHOR.  PAGE 

F.  J.  Haydn 226 

J.  F.  Burrowes. .  151, 343 


J.  RandaU 59 

248 

R.  S.  Willis 86 

U.  C.  Bumuj) 126 

Mendelssohn  233 

J.  B.  Dijke." 284 

B.  Tours 308 

R.  Krentzer 22 

R.  Schumann 27 

r.  R.  Matthews 344 

G'F''Han'ciei'.'..''s5.  256 

G.  Rossini 131 

H.  W.  Greatorex....  294 
Wallace 197 

8.  Webbe 2.38 

R.  Redhead 320 

J.  C.  W.  A.  Mozart.  164 

J.  B.  Calkin 260 

0.  Holden 113 

C.  W.  Von  Olt/ck...  192 

X.  Mason 101 

F.  J.  Haydn 49 

J.  Barnby 329 

F.  R.  Statham 250 

Greek 152 

Mendelssohn 209 

Chervbini 13,34 

E.  P.  Parker 311 

J.  Barnby 63 

W.  Gardiner .332 

A.  R.  Reinaffle 124 

L.Spohr 93 

Naegeli 237 

Gei-man 283 

Mendelssohn 198 

German 351 

I.  B.  Woodbmy 259 

X.  Ma^^on 221,278 

J.  Hat  ton...  .46,  119,350 

Scotch 67 

Arr.  J.  P.  Holbrook.  148 

H.  Carey 107 

268 

M.  Luther 71 

J.  B.  Dykes 240 

Cherubini 79 

X.  Mason 21,91 

English 84 

W.  B.  Bradbury....  143 


ALPHABETICAL    INDEX    OF     TUNES. 


377 


TTTKE.  METER. 

Evenino: S.  M. 

Evening  Sacrifice P.  M. 

Eventide lOs. 

Ewing Ts  &  6s,  D. 

Expostulation lis. 

Exultation Ts  &  6s,  D. 

Fabek 8s  &  7s,  D. 

Federal  Street L.  M. 

Felix L.M.,61. 

Ferguson S.  M. 

Fleming. lis  &  5s,  or  8s  &  6s. 

Fountain CM. 

Frederick lis. 

Friendship Ss  &  7s,  D. 

Furth S.  M.  D. 

Geneva CM. 

Germany L.  M. 

Gladden 78,  D. 

Glad  Tidings P.M. 

Gladstone L.  M. 

Glorify  thy  Name. .  .78  &  5s. 

Gounod 8s  &  7s. 

Gorton S.M. 

Grace 7s,  61. 

Grace  Church L.  M. 

Gratitude L.  M. 

Great-Heart P.  M. 

Greenville .  .88,  78  <fc  4e. 

Greenwood S.  M. 

Grigg  CM. 

Guide 58&8S. 

HAI.I.E 7s. 

Happiness lis  &  99. 

Hamburg L.  M. 

Harkl  harkl  my  soul. P.M. 

Harwell Ss  &  7s,  D. 

Hastings C  L.  M. 

Haydn S.  M. 

Heavenly  Guest.  .8s  .fe  5s,  D. 
Heaven  is  our  Home.  6s  &  4s. 
Heavenly  Praise. 88  &  7s,  61. 

Heber C  M. 

Hebron L.  M. 

He  Leadeth  Me . . . .  L.  M.  D. 

Hendon 78. 

Henley lis  &  10s. 

Herald  Angels 78,  D. 

Hinchman 7s  &  8s,  61. 

Herrick 6s  &  48. 

Hollingside 78,  D. 

Holy  is  the  Lord P.  M. 

Holly 78. 

Home lis. 

Hopkins lOs. 

Horton 79. 

Howard C.  M. 

Hudson 88  &  78. 

Hursley L.  M. 

Hymn CM. 

Iddo C  M.  D. 

Ilia L.  M. 

Innocents 78. 

Invitation C  M.  D. 

Italian  Hymn 68  &49. 

Iowa S.M. 

Jesus  Merciful 7s,  D. 


AUTHOR.  PAGE 

A.  ChaiAii 41 

E-  S.  Irons 32 

fV.  R.  Monk 20,28-2 

A.  Ewing 340 

J.  Hopkins 140 

H.  Smart 109,307 

J.  E.  Wilcox 114 

E.K.  Oliver 146,263 

Mendelssohn 172 

Geo.  Kingsley 112 

F.  Fleming 202 

Western  Air 101 

Geo.  Kingsley 313 

Arr.  G.  F.  Root. ....  118 
F.J.  Haydn 271 

J.Cole. 55 

Beethoven 204 

163 

C.  Alison 73 

W.  E.  Gladstone. mi,  356 

J.  Barnby 349 

0.  Gounod 3.30 

Beethoven 296,  323 

S.X.  Chwatal 171 

/.  Pleyel 201 

Arr.  T.  Eastings .  .2A,  95 

J.  Barnby 244 

J.  J.  Rousseau 19 

J.  E.  Sweetzer 10 

J.  Grigg 94 

Western  Air 134 

F.J.Eaydn 217 

Western  Air 191 

Arr.  L.  Mason. . .  .98,  278 

J.  B.  Dykes 315 

L.  Mason Ill 

T.  Eastings 12 

F.J.Eaydn 198 

146 

A.  S.  Sullivan 304 

J.B.  Calkin 16 

G.  Kingsley 124 

L.  Mason 23,  123 

W.  B.Bradbury....  301 

C.E.A.  Malan 170 

L.  Mason 231 

Mendelssohn 68 

U.  C.  Bumap 14 

169 

J.  B.  Dykes 163 

W.  B.  Bradbury....  72 

a.  Eews 42 

H.  R.  Bishop  a34 

E  J.  Hopkins 81 

Von  Wartensee. . .  139,  210 

S.  Eoivard •. . . .  122 

J.  C.  W.  A.  Mozart.  1&4 
F.  J.  Haydn. ^a,  215,  276 

J.E.  Gould 191,  257 

262 

216 

Thibaut 325 

L.  Spohr 128, 150 

F.  Giardini 64,  355 

A.  Chapin 240 

209 


TUNE.  METER. 

Jesus  our  Light. .  .L.  M.,  61. 

Jewett 6s,  D. 

Joyful  Sound C  M.  D. 

Jubilee 8s  &  7s,  D. 

Keller's  Amer.  Hymn. 10s. 
Knocking,  Knocking.  .P.  M. 
Kucken 78. 

Laban S.  M. 

Lanesboro' C.  M. 

Langran 10s. 

Last  Beam P.  M. 

Latter  Day So  &  7s,  D. 

Laud CM. 

Lebanon 8.  M.  D. 

Leighton 8.  M. 

Lennox H.  M. 

Leon CM. 

Lin  wood L.  M. 

Lisbon S.M. 

Lischer H.  M. 

Longwood lis. 

Love  Divine 8s  &  78. 

Love,  Rest,  and  Home. P.  M. 
Loving-Kindness....  L.  M. 

Ludwig 78  &  6s,  D. 

Lux  Benlgna lOs  &  4s. 

Lyons 10s  &  lis. 

Lyte 68&48. 

Macdonald 78  &  6s,  D. 

Maitland C  M. 

Manoah CM. 

Marie 8s,  D. 

Mariner 78  &  6s,  D. 

Marlow C.  M. 

Martyn 78,  D. 

Melita L.M.,61. 

Mendebras 78  &  68,  D. 

Mendon L.  M. 

Mendota 8.  M. 

Mercy 7s. 

Meribah C  P.  M. 

Merton C  M. 

Messiah 7s,  D. 

Meyer CM. 

Middleton 8s  &  7s,  D. 

Midnight  Call 148. 

Miriam Ts  &  6s,  D. 

Missionary  Chant L.  M. 

Missionary  Hymn.78&6s,  D. 

Monkland 7s. 

Morning  Hymn L  M. 

Morning  Praise... lis  &  lOs. 

Morris L.  M. 

Moscow 88  &  7s. 

Moultrie 8s  &  7s,  D. 

Mount  Carmel 78,  D. 

Mozart 79. 

Nauford P.  M. 

Naomi C  M. 

Neale 8s  &7s,D. 

Nettleton Ss  &  78,  D. 

Newbury H.  M. 

Newcourt L.  P.  M. 

New  Years  Hymn. .lis  &  Ss. 

Nicaea P.  M. 

Night-FaU Ss  &  78,  61. 


ft' 

AUTHOR.  PA6B 

MendeUsoIi  n 31 

C.  M.  Von  Weber. ...  230 

E.  L.  White 339 

87 

Keller 358 

G.  F.  Root 147 

Kucken 206 

L.  Mason 258 

W.  Dixon 8 

J.  Langran 144 

Port'ugue.se 43 

J.  Zundel 287 

J.B.  Dykes 52 

J.  Zimdel 153 

E.  W.  Greaiorex  ...  253 

J.  Edson 105 

L.  Mason  116,181 

G.  Rossini 199 

D.  Read 287 

Arr.  L.  3Ia.<on 3 

W.  B.  Bradbury....  178 
J.  C.  W.  A.  Mozart.  196 

305 

122 

Beethoven 1.36,290 

J.  B.  Dykes 300 

F.J.Eaijdn 65 

J.  P.  Holbrook 129 

173 

A.  Chapin 253 

Rossini 57,  237 

208 

J.B.  Dykes 346 

Eng.  A7'r.  L.  Mason. 

6.214 
S.  B.  Marsh ....  136,  182 

J.  B.  Dykes 344 

Arr.  L.  Mason 52,340 

Arr.  L.  Ma^on 254 

316 

Arr.  E.  P.  Parker. .    82 

L.  Mason 136 

E.K.  Oliver 56,307 

G.  Kingsley 69 

Meyer 184 

English 269 

G.  A.  Macfarren....  310 

J.P.Eol&rook 1 

C.  Zevner 251,  293 

L.  Mason 288 

J.B.  Wilkes 280,354 

F.  E.  Barthelemon. .    24 
J.  Stainer 39 

182 
A.  Lwof. '.'.'..  '.'.'.'.'.'.'.     53 

G.  Cobb 328 

English 165 

Mozart 88 

A.  8.  Sullivan 279 

Ndgeli 224 

Eehry  Smart ....  261 ,  351 

A.  Nettleton 190 

J.  M.  Eaydn 101 

E.  Bond 343 

S.  Wthbe 349 

J.B.  Dykes 380 

J.  Barnby 87 


378 


ALPHABETICAL    INDEX    OF     TUNES. 


TUNE.  METER. 

Northampton  . L.  M.,  61. 

NorthliL'll CM. 

Now  tlic  Day P.  M. 

Nuremberg  7». 

Oak 6s&4s. 

Old  Iliiiulreil L.  M. 

Oliphaut 8s,  78  &  48. 

Olive's  Brow. L.  M. 

Olivet 68&4s. 

Olmutz 8.  M. 

Onido 78,  D. 

Orient lis. 

Oitonville CM. 

Our  Leader 6s  &  5s. 

Oxford rs&Gs,  D. 

Palestine L.  M.,  61. 

Palmer lis  &  10s. 

Paraclete 7s  &  33. 

Paradise — P.  M. 

Parting 78,  D. 

Passion  Chorale. 78  &  6s,  D. 

Pass  Not  By P.M. 

Fatria P.  M. 

Paulina lis. 

Pax  Dei 10s. 

Pilgrim .' .' .' .' .' .' '. '.  '.  .83  &" 7s,"  d! 

Pilgrim  Song S.  M.  D. 

Pleyel's  Hvuin 78. 

Ply  mouth  "Rock....  S.  M.  D. 

Portuguese  Hymn lis. 

Prayer  for  Pence lis. 

Precious  Jewels P.  M. 

Prospect 7s  &  6s,  D. 

Providence P.  M. 

Rathbun 88  &  7s. 

Refuge    7s,  D. 

Regent  Square. .  .8s  &  78,  61. 

Remembrance C.  M.  D. 

Renovation S.  M. 

Repose 8s  &  6s. 

Requiem P.  M. 

Resignation lis  &  63. 

Rest L.  M 

Resurgam ,  68  A  53. 

Resurrection  Joy. Us  &  128. 

Retreat L.  M. 

Rhine CM. 

Rock  of  Ai,'e8 78,  61. 

Rosedale L.  M. 

Rosefleld 7s,  61. 

Rothwell L.  M. 

Russian  Hymn.lls,  lOs,  &  99. 
Rutherford P.  M. 

Sabbath 78,  61. 

Sacrament 98  &  88. 

Sanctuary    P.M. 

Saruni lOs. 

Saul L.  M. 

Savannah lOs. 

Save,  Lord P.  M. 

Selviu S.  M. 

Separation Ss  &  79. 

Serenity C  M. 

Severn Bs  &  58. 

Seymour 78. 

Shepherd lis  &  8s. 


AUTHOR.  PAGE 

Arr.  O.  Kingsley  ...     22 

J.  IngaUs 176 

J.  Barnby ?A 

J.P.AhLe 51 

X.  Mason 166 

O.  Franc 44 

Arr.  L.  Mason 300 

W.  B.  Bradbury....    97 

L.  Mason 16ti 

Arr.  L.  Mason 78 

Arr.  L.  Mason.  ■  245,  294 

Mozart 89 

T.  Hastings 112 

J.  B.  Calkin    132 

J.  t>.  Sidebotham 290 

J.  Mazzinghi 145 

Mendels.whn 40 

U.  C.  Bur  nap 82,212 

J.  Barnby 338 

J.  Dowland 17 

Arr.  J.  S.  Bach 103 

a  F.  Roo'  14;} 

Mendels.whn 356 

Donizetti 2i» 

J.  B.  Dykes 20 

O.  M.  Garrett 317 

Geo.  Kingsley 347 

Mendelssohn 15 

/.  Pleyel 193 

Mrs.  Broivn 357 

J.  Reading 179 

English 254 

G.F.  Root 1.33 

G.  F.  Root 299 

222 

/  Conkey 121 

J.  P.  Holbrook 158 

H.  Smart 331 

Scottish 156 

J.  W.  Hummell 303 

J.  A.  Nauman 333 

J.  W.  Bischoff 321 

C.  Gounod 326 

W.  B.  Bradbury....  .325 

E.  Bennett 322 

J.  C.  W.  A.  Mozart.  108 
T.  Hastings a(» 

F.  Burgmuller 336 

J.  B.  Dykes 160 

G.  F.  Root 96.  141 

C.H.A.Malan..:..    32 

W.  Tansur 48 

A.  Lwof 855 

C.D'lfrhan 312 

L.  Mason 2 

E.  J.  Hopkins 280 

E.  Schubert 235 

./.  Barnby 265 

G.F.  Handel 319 

Ignace  Pleyel 291 

A.  S.  Sullivan 345 

Arr.  L.  Mason 226 

U.  C.  Bitmap 40 

W.  V.  Wallace 213 

L.  Mason 196 

H.W.  Greatorex.K3,  170 

J.  Barnby 167 


TUNE.  METER. 

Shirland 8.  M. 

Shining  Shore P.  M. 

Sicily 88  <fc7s. 

Silver  Street S.  M. 

Siloam CM. 

Sing  to  the  Lord. .  .L.  M.  D. 

Slingsby C  M..  61. 

Smyrna 8s  &  78,  D. 

Sojourner's  Song.7s&68,  D. 

Solitude 78. 

Song 88  &  5s. 

Soon  and  Forever. lis. 

Southport C.  M. 

Southwell CM. 

Spanish  Hymn 7e,  61. 

Speranza S.  M. 

Spohr CM.,  61. 

Stainer C  M.  D. 

State  Street S.  M. 

Steibelt S.  M. 

Stella  L.  M.  D. 

Stephanos P.  M. 

Stockwell 88  &7s. 

St.  Aelred Ss  &  3s. 

St.  Agnes C.  M. 

St.  Albans 68  &  58. 

St.  Andrew 6s  &  5e. 

St.  Asaph CM.  D. 

St.  Christopher 8.  \t. 

St.  Cuthbert 8s  &  48. 

St.  George  ..    7s,  D. 

St.  Gertrude 68  &  5s. 

St.  Hilda 7s  &  6s,  D. 

St.  Joseph 88  &  7s. 

St.  Lawrence L.  M. 

St.  Leonard C  M.  D. 

St.  Martins C  M. 

St.  Matthias L.  M.,61. 

St.  Oswald 88  &78. 

St.  Sylvester 88  &  7s. 

St.  Thomas S.  M. 

Sullivan 78. 

Supplication 7s  &  6s. 

S wanwick C.  M. 

Sweet  Hour  of  Praver 

"L.  M.  D. 

Sweet  the  Moments 

8s  &  7e,  D. 


Tabebnaci-e S.  M. 

Taintor 68  &  5s. 

Tallis'  Evening  Hymn.L.  M. 

Tappan CM. 

Temple 88  &  7s. 

Thatcher S.  M. 

The  Cross  of  Jesus.. .  .P.  M. 
The  Homeland... 78  &  fis.  D. 

The  Last  Sleep P.  M. 

Theodora 7s. 

The  Roseate  Hues.C  M.  D. 
The  Story  of  Love. . .  P.  M. 
Thou  Knowest. .  .lis  &  lOs. 

Thracia L.  M 

Thy  Will  Be  Done 

Topladv 7s,  61. 

Triumph 7s  &  6s,  D. 

Truro L.  M. 

Trust 78,  1>. 

Tulford 7s,  D. 

TuUy 78&68,  D. 


AUTHOR.  PAGE 

S.  Stanley 211,  343 

G.  F.  Root 298 

Siritian  Melody 285 

/.  Smith 180 

/.  B.  Woodbury. .  77,  277 

J.  Barnby 353 

J.  B.  Dykes 194 

J.  C.  W.  A.  Mozart.  252 

F.  Gumljert 155 

L.  F.  Uownes 79,  195 

German 127 

Czemy 318 

G.  Kiiig.^ley 35,  .58 

H.  S.  Irons 229 

Spanish 161 

G.F.  Root 175 

L.  Sfx>hr 70 

J.  Stainer 308 

J.  C.  Woodman 216 

S.  Steibelt 258,266 

Scotch 118 

W.H.  Monk 234 

D.  E.  .Jones 29,  154 

J.  B.  Dykes 346 

J.  B.Ih/kes.2VJ,238,Bl4 

F.  .J.  Haydn 249 

J.  B.  Dykes 250 

J.  M.  Giornorichi...     60 

W.  H.  Monk 241 

J.  B.  Dykes 83 

G.  J.  Elrey 352 

A.  S.  Sullivan 248 

E.  Husband 281 

H.  H.  Statham 96 

L.  G.  Hayne 267 

H.  Hiles 243 

W.  Tansur 76 

W.  H.  Monk 274 

J  B.  Dykes 276 

J.  B.  Dykes i;i3 

W.  Tansur 11,  270 

A.  8.  Sullivan 144 

A.  S.  Sullivan 312 

J.  Lucas 273 

W.B.  Bradbury....  203 

J.  Bar-nby 2&4 

J.  Baptiste  Calkin  . .  273 

J.  B.  Dykes 302 

T.  Tallis 25 

G.  Kingsley 333 

E.  J.  Hopkins. 33 

G.  F.  Handd 220 

/.  D.  Sankey 120 

335 

J.  Barnby 320 

G.  F.  Handel 104 

F.  G.Henty 309 

G.F.  Root 132 

J.  Barnby   218 

G.  A.  Macfarren ."58 

L.  Mason 229 

T.  Hastings 160 

A.  S.  SuUivan 110 

C.  Burney 45 

G.  F.  Root 183 

F.  J.  Hopkins SiS 

L.  Mason 188 


INDEX    OF    CHANTS. 


379 


TUNE.  METEE. 

Twilight 7s,  68  &  8s. 

Valentia CM. 

Vaiiliall's  Hvmn L.  M. 

Vaiina ." CM.  D. 

Venice  S.  M. 

VeniCito 8s,  61. 

Vernou 8s,  7s  &  4s. 

Vesper 8s  &  7s. 

ViaCrucis 8s  &  7s,  D. 

Via  Dolorosa. P.  M. 

Victoria L.  M.  D. 

Vigil S.M. 

Vision  of  Peace 10s. 

Vittoria 7s,  6s  &  7s. 

Vox  Angelica P.  M. 

Vox  Dilecti C  M.  D. 

Von  Weber 7s. 

Waitham 8s  i&  7s,  61. 

Ward L.  M. 

Ware L.  M. 

Wareham L.  M. 

Warwick. C  M. 


AUTHOR.  PAGE 

J.  Bariiby 38 

Eberwein 100 

Vanhall 47 

Q.F.  Root 93,3.32 

English 26 

J.  B.  Dyke^ 297 

H.  W.  Grealor^x. ...  18 

F.  VonFlotow 311 

1.59 

J.  B.  Dykes 234 

H.  Lahee 275 

English 12,  .334 

E.'H.  Tlu/rne 3.37 

317 

J.  B.  Dyke^ 324 

J  B.  Dyhs 327 

C.  M.  Von  Weber ...  130 

• 

n.J.  Gmnilett 303 

Arr.  L.  Mason 54 

G.  Kingsley 2.55 

W.  Knapp 4,  272 

S.  Stanley 9,  274 


TUNE.  METEB. 

Watchman,  tell  us 78,  D. 

Wavne C  M.  D. 

Webb 7s  &  6s,  B. 

W^elcome,  Happy  Morning. . 
P.M. 

Welton L.  M. 

Wesley lis  &  10s. 

What  a  Friend... 8s  &  7s,  D. 

Whitfield 7s&6s,  D. 

Wicklifle C  M. 

Vv'ilhelm 7s,  8s  &  7s. 

Williams L.  M. 

Wimborne L.  M. 

Wittemberg 6s,  7s  &  6s. 

Woodbury.^ .  .7s,  D. 

Woodworth L.  M. 

Wordsworth 10s. 

Work  Song P.  M. 


AUTHOR.  PAGE 

L.  Mason 286 

L.  Mason 75 

G.J.  Webb 247,289 

J.  B.  Calkin 106 

C.  H.  A.  31alan..50,  342 

L.  Mason 295 

C.  C.  Converse 129 

A.  S.  Sullivan 142 

T.  Hastings 157 

326 

99 

J.  Whitaker 117, 186 

J.  Kmger .354 

Donizetti S20 

Bradbury... U9,  228,  282 

H.  Smart 36 

L.  Mason 248 


T0AKI.ET L.M.,61.     W.ToaMey 94 

Zephtr L.  M.     W.  B.  Bradbury 74 

Zerah CM.    L.  Mason  90 

Zion 8s,  7s  &  4s.    T.  Hastings 292 


lE^DEX    OF    CHANTS. 


CHANT.  AUTHOR.      PAGE 

AuDivT  Vocem W.  Hayes.  372 

Benedic  Anima  Mea.     No.  1 Beethoven.  369 

No.  3 G.J.Etvey.  369 

"           "          "       No.  3  J.  Eobinson.  369 

Bonum  est  Conflteri.    No.  1 Richard  Farranf.  370 

No.  2 E.  Higgins.  371 

Cantate  Domine.    No.  1 J.  Soa2}er.  371 

No.  2 J.Jones.  371 

Deus  Misereatur.    No.  1 L.  Spohr.  373 

No.  2 J.  Flinfof.  373 

Domine,  Ref ugiuni Beethoven.  372 

Gloria  in  Excelsis 362 

Gloria  Patri.      No.  1  Richard  Farrant.  361 

No.  2 Wm.  Beale.  361 

"            "         No.  3 ,/.  Turle.  361 

"           "         No.  4 H.  W.  Greafore.r.  361 

Jubilate  Deo.    No.  1 G.J.Etvey.  S68 

N0.2 T.Attivood.  .368 

Levavi  Oculos  Meos J.  Barnby.  368 

Magnificat J.  Randall.  363 

Response  to  the  Commandments 362 

Sanctus G.  J.  Elvey.  367 

Te  Deum  Laudamus.    No.  1 364 

-     "               "               No.  2 Wm.  Boyce.  366 

The  Foe  Behind ./.  Barnby.  375 

The  Lord's  Prayer '.Tlwmas  Tallis.  .363 

The  Strain  Uprhise W.  Hayes.  374 

Venite  Exultemus.    No,  1 370 

"              "             N0.2 870 


JMETEICAL    INDEX    OF    TUXES. 


L.    M.  PAGE 

Anselns 97 

Aiiveni 2T0 

Boi'thovcn 5 

Beia 148,  20:) 

Bowen 67 

Cherifer 27 

Criicifer 250 

Disciple 198 

Dulce  St 40,119,350 

DwiKht 148 

Ernan 91 

Federal  Street.  ...146,  26.3 

Gormiiiiv 204 

Gl:id-toiic 292,  .356 

({race  Church 201 

(iratitudo 24,  95 

Hamburg 98,278 

Hebron 2:^,  123 

Unrsley 30,21.5,270 

Ilia 216 

Limvood 19y 

Liivin<r-kinduess 122 

Meiidon 254 

Mi?!<ionary  Cliant.251,  293 

Morning  Uymn 24 

Morris 182 

Old  Hundred 44 

Olive's  Brow 97 

Rest .325 

Retreat 205 

Rosedale 90,  141 

Rothwell 48 

Saul 319 

St.  Lawrence 267 

Tallis'  Evening  Hymn    25 

Thracia 38 

Truro 45 

Vanhairs  Hymn 47 

Ward .54 

Ware 255 

Wareham 4,  272 

Welton 50,  342 

WilliMins 99 

Wimborne 117,  186 

Woodworth. . .  149,  228,  282 
Zephyr 74,316 

L.  M.,  6  lines. 

Browncll 226 

Chapel ■...    22 

Felix 172 

Jesus  Our  Light 31 

Melita 344 

Nortliaiiiiitmi 22 

Palestine 145 

St.  Maithias 2T4 

Yoakley 94 

L.  M.  D. 
Creation 49 


PAGE 

He  Leadeth  Mo .jiil 

Sing  to  the  Lord 3.5.3 

Stella 118 

S\\eet  Hour  of  Prayer.  203 
Victoria 275 

L.  P.  M. 

Newcourt 343 

C.  M. 

Antioch 84 

Arcadia 222 

Arlington 184 

Avon. 102 

Belmont 185,  268,  279 

Bemerton 7 

Bernard 125 

Blakesley 212 

Bt)ardman 225,  2  ,4 

Boston 223 

1  .radford 108 

Bridirman 236 

Burlington 151,  342 

Cambridge 59 

Christmas 85,256 

Cliftbrd 294 

Coronation 113 

Cowpcr 101 

Dedham  332 

Deliu'ht 134 

Downs 221,  278 

Dundee 67 

Eustis .34 

Fountain 101 

Geneva 55 

Grigg 94 

Heber 124 

Howard 122 

Hymn 191,257 

Lanesboro' 8 

La'id .52 

Leon 116,  181 

Maitlnnd 2.5:3 

Maiioah 57,2:57 

Mavlow 6.  214 

Merton 56,307 

Meyer 184 

Naomi    224 

Northfield...   176 

Ortonville 112 

Rhine :«0 

Serenity 213 

Siloam 77.277 

Sour  .'  ort 35.  .58 

Southwell 229 

St.  Airnes 219,238,314 

St.  Martins 76 

Swan  wick 273 

Tappan. 33:3 


PAGE 

Valenlia 100 

Warwick 9,274 

Wicklille 157 

Zerah 90 

C.  M.,  6  lines. 

Slino-sby • 194 

Spohr 70 

C.  M.  D. 

All  Saints 260 

Brattle  Street 61 

Carol 86 

Deliverance 92 

Iddo 262 

Invitation 128,  150 

Joyful  Sound 339 

Remembrance 15(i 

Staiiier 308 

St.  Asapb 60 

St.  Leonard ^3 

The  Roseate  Hues 309 

Variua 93,  :332 

Vox  Dilecti 327 

Wayne 75 

C.  P,  M. 

Ariel 115 

Bremen 80,177 

Meribah 136 

C.  L.  M. 

Hastings 12 

S.  M. 

Adrian 140,204 

Badea 62 

Barnby .174,  2;i8 

Boylston 17.5,207,264 

Braden  42 

Dawn 311 

Dennis.- 227 

Evening 41 

Fertruson 112 

Gorton 296,  3^3 

Greenwood 10 

Havdn 198 

Iowa 240 

Lahan 258 

LeiL'hton 2.53 

Lisbon , 287 

Mendota 316 

Olmutz 78 

Renovation HKi 

Selvin 226 

Shirland 211,343 

Silver  Street 180 

Speranza 175 

State  Street 210 


PAGS 

Steibelt 2.58,266 

St.  Christopher 241 

St.  Thomas 11.  270 

Tabernacle 273 

Thatcher 220 

Venice 26 

Vigil 12,3:^4 

S.  M.  D. 

Bonar  304 

Chalvey 304 

Crown  Him 329 

Furth..... 271 

Lebanon 153 

Pilgrim  Son'.r 15 

Plymouth  Rock 357 

H.  M. 

Lenox  105 

Lischer 3 

Newbury IM 

Ss  &  8s. 

Guide 134 

6s. 

ChristnsRex 131 

Jewett 230 

6s  &  4s. 

America 3.59 

Bethany 168 

Heaven  is  our  Home..  304 

Herrick 169 

Italian  Hymn 64,  :355 

Lvte 129 

Oak 166 

Olivet 166 

6s  &  5s. 

Banner 246 

Our  Leader 132 

Resu  rgaiu 322 

Severn 1% 

St.  Albans 249 

St.  Andrew 2.';0 

St.  Gertrude 248 

Taiutor 302 

6s,  7s  &  6s. 

Wittemberg 354 

6s  <Sr  8s. 

Celestial  Praise 308 

7s. 

Aletta 211 

Comfort 320 

Corona 260 


METRICAL    INDEX    OF    TUNES. 


381 


PAGE 

Courage .■ . .  193 

Cyprus 209 

Dallas 13,34 

Dijon 2ti3 

Elyria 79 

Halle Sir 

Headon IW 

Holley 42 

Horton 139,210 

Innocents    325 

Kucken 206 

Mercv 82 

Monklaud 280,354 

Mozart 88 

Nuremberg 51 

Peace 317 

Pleyel's  Hymn 193 

Sevmour 152,  170 

Solitude 79,  195 

Sullivan 144 

Theodora 104 

Von  Weber 130 

7s,  6  lines. 

Dix .351 

Grace 171 

Rock  of  Ages 160 

Eosefleld 33 

Sabbath 2 

Spanish  Hymn 161 

Toplady 160 

7s,  D. 

Bencvento 348 

Beulah 3:^8 

Blumenthal 138 

Gladden 163 

Herald  Angels 68 

HoUintrside 163 

Jesus  Merciful 209 

Martjni 136,  162 

Mess'iah  69 

Mount  Carmel 165 

Onido 245,294 

Parting 17 

Refuge 158 

St.  George .352 

Trust 183 

Tiilford ...  358 

Watchman,  Tell  us. . .  286 
Woodbury 220 

7s  <&  3s. 
Paraclete 82,  212 

7s  &  Ss. 
Glorify  Thy  Name ....  349 

7s  &  6s. 

Supplication 312 

7s  &  6s,  D. 

Alford 336 

All  Good  Gifts 352 

Amsterdam 298 

Ansclm 3C6 

Aurelia 266 

Bentley 189,  341 

Chenie's 344 

Children's  Hosauua..  130 

Crucifix 153 


PAGE 

Ewing 340 

Exultation 109,  .307 

Ludwig 135,  200 

Macdonald 173 

Mariner 346 

Meudebras 52,  340 

Miriam 1 

Missionary  Hymn 2S8 

Oxford 230 

Passion  Chorale 103 

Prospect 299 

Sojourner's  Sons; 1.55 

St.  Hilda ' 281 

The  Homeland 335 

Triumph 110 

Tullv 188 

Webb 2^17,289 

Whit^eld 142 

7s,  6s  &  7s. 
Vittoria 317 

7s,  6s  &  8s. 

Castello 126 

Twilight 38 

7s  &  8s,  6  lines. 

Hiuchman 14 

7s,  Ss  &.  7s. 

Wilhelm 326 

8s,  6  lines. 

Advent 296 

Veni  Cito 297 

8s,  D. 
Marie 208 

8s  &  3s. 
St.  Aelred 346 

Ss  &  4s. 

Elliott  240 

St.  Ciithbert 83 

Temple 33 

Ss  &  Ss. 
Song 127 

8s  &  63. 

Adoration 6 

Repose 333 

Ss  &  7s. 

Bartimeus 187 

Cecilia 284 

Dormance 250 

Even  Me 142 

Hudson 154 

Moscow 53 

Rathbiin 121 

Separation 40 

Sicily 285 

Stock  well 29, 154 

St.  Oawald 276 

St.  Sylvester 1.33 

Vesper 311 

Ss  &  7s,  6  lines. 
Alleluia,  Song  of 314 


PAGE 

Heavenly  Praise 16 

NiirhtfaH 37 

Resent  Square .331 

Waltham 303 

Ss  &  7s,  D. 

Austrian  Hymn 66 

Autumn 28 

Bavaria 285 

Bayley 239 

Caritas 242 

Consecration 164 

Ecclesia 268 

Faben 114 

Friendship 118 

Harwell Ill 

Heavenly  Guest 146 

Jubilee 87 

Latter  Day 287 

Love  Divine 196 

Middleton 269 

Moultrie 328 

Neale 261,  351 

Nettleton 190 

Pilirrim .347 

Refuge 158 

Smyrna 252 

Sweet  the  Moments..  284 

ViaCrucis 159 

What  a  Friend 129 

Ss,  7s  &  4s. 

Alvan 1.37 

Greenville 19 

Oliphant 300 

Vernon 18 

Zion 292 

Ss,  7s  &  7s. 

Gounod 330 

St.;joseph...   96 

9s  &  Ss. 

Sacrament : 280 

lOs. 

Banquet 283 

Dayman  63 

Ernan  21 

Eventide 20,  282 

Hopkins 81 

Keller's  Amer.  Hymn.  358 

Langran " 144 

PaxDei 20 

Sarum 265 

Savannah 291 

Visions  of  Peace 3.37 

Wordsworth 36 

lOs  &  4s. 
Lux  Benigna 300 

lOs  &  lis. 

Lyons 65 

lis. 
Come,  Jesus,  R'd'mer.  197 

Expostulation 140 

Frederick 313 

Home  .3.34 

Longwood 178 


PAGE 

Orient 89 

Paulina 232 

Portuguese  Hymn 179 

Soon  and  Forever 318 

lis  &  Ss. 

Fleming 202 

New  Years'  Hymn .349 

Prayer  for  Peace 254 

lis  &  6s. 
Resignation 326 

lis  &  Ss. 
Shepherd 167 

lis  &  9s. 
Happiness 191 

lis  &  lOs. 
Come,  ye  Disconsolate  232 

Henley 231 

Morning  Praise .39 

Palmer 40 

Thou  Knowest 218 

Wesley 295 

lis,  IDs  &  9s. 

Russian  Hymn 353 

lis  cS:  12s. 

Resurrection  Joy 108 

14s. 

Midnight  Call 310 

P.  M. 

Adeste  Fideles 84 

All's  Well 219 

Ansel  Voices .323 

Cast  thv  Burden 233 

Easter  Hymn 107 

Ein' Fest'e  Burg 71 

Evening  Sacrifice 32 

Glad  Tidings 73 

Great-Heart 244 

Hark  !  Hark  !  my  Soul  315 

Holy  is  the  Lord 72 

Knocking,  Knocking.  147 

Last  Beam 43 

Love,  Rest,  and  Home  305 

Nauford 279 

Nicffia 330 

Now  the  Day S3 

Paradise 338 

Pass  Not  By. 143 

Patria 356 

Precious  Jewels.   ....  133 

Providence 222 

Rutherford 312 

Sanctuary 235 

Save,  Lord 345 

Shining  Shore 298 

Steph-inos 234 

The  Cross  of  Jesus...  120 

The  Last  Sleep 320 

The  Story  of  Love ....  132 

Via  Dolorosa 2.34 

Vox  Angelica .324 

Welcome. Happy  Morn  106 
Work  Song 248 


I^DEX    OF    SCEIPTURE    TEXTS 

REFERRED    TO     IN    THE    HYMNS. 


GENESIS.    „^^ 

1:1 85 

1:2 18!) 

1  :3 1-^3 

1  :  26  133 

16.13 127 

17:  7 334 

22  :  8, 14 423 

27:34 266 

28:10,12 311 

28:20-32 339 

EXODUS. 

13:21 93 

14  :  15  468 

16:15 564 

25  :  17-22 385 

LEVITICUS. 
8:35 456 

DEUTERONOMY. 

3:25 612 

12:9 580 

80:19 219 

32:49 561 

33:25 362 

33:27 319 

JOSHUA. 

1:8 66 

1:11 614 

RUTH. 
1  :  16,  17 495 

1  SAMUEL. 

1  :  13 406 

3  :  10 .33 

7:  12 357 

20:3 99 

2  SAMUEL. 

12:23 603 

2:J:4 355 

1  KINGS. 

3:5 396,  .399 

18.21 272 


.  NEHEMIAH.  ^^ 

4.6 469 

10:33 34 

13:31 281 

JOB. 

1  :21 431 

3:  17 443 

7:  16 bS4 

13:  15 343 

19:  25 203 

22:  22 260 

23:10 322 


PSALMS. 


4.... 
5:3. 
15  :  1 . 


16:8.. 
13:  10. 
19 


23:4 

2:i 326,3:32,368. 

24 


25:  15 

26:2... 

31  :  15 

31 

42 


324 


45:2.. 

46 

51  :  10. 
55  :  6.. 
55:  17. 
55:22. 
57...    . 


42 

45 

41 

176 

125 

92 

322 

429 

&3 

443 

236 

365 

431 

318 

217 

102 


57  :  15 . 
<»  :  4.. 

63 

65 

66:2.. 
68 


449 

...50,55,  *« 

36^ 

82 

1.33 

464 

16 

93 

214 


71  :5 

72 

73:25.... 
74  :  16,  17 
84 


90 

91 

92 

94  :  22. 
96:2.. 


104 
5.^)2 
131 
44 
32 
112 
345 
24 
295 
356 


HTMN 

97 H(i 

100 80.  85 

103:8-12 120 

1(13:13-18 327 

110:4 191 

116:12 14 

117 81 

118:24 1 

118 15 

119:157 91 

121:5         60 

122 18 

125  :  2 487 

126  :  6 485 

1.33  :  1 54 

137 507 

139 127 

150 130 

PROVERBS. 

8:17 518 

18:24 220 

23:26 297 

ECCLESIASTES. 

9:  10 488 

10:1 469 

SONG  OF  SOLOMON. 

5  :2 276 

5  :  10,  16 207 

ISALA.H. 

6:3 1.32 

9:6 168 

21  :  11 537 

3:3  :  20,  21 502 

40  :  28-31 349 

45:7 48 

,52:  7-9 508 

53:4 174,  .596 

58  :  1 549 

60:  20 575 

63:7 226 

JEREMIAH. 

3:4 564 

17:9 286 

31:  18-20 261 


L.^MENTATIONS. 

HYMN 

1:4 142 

3:23 48 

EZEKIEL. 

18:31 2.54 

33:  11 259 

HABAKKUK. 

2:4  323 

2  :  20  37 

3:17 331 

ZECHARIAH. 

1  :5 498 

4  :6 225 

13  :  1 190,  306 

MALACHI. 
3:17 248 

MATTHEW. 

2:9 167 

2:  10 -302 

4:6 548 

6:3 482 

5:4 411 

5:10 501 

9:37,33 395 

10:32 375 

11  :23 257,439 

13  :  16,  17 508 

13:46 360 

14  :27 68 

14  :  a5,  36 172 

16:18 504 

16:24 262 

18:20 9 

20  :  22 489 

21  :  1-11 184 

21  :  15,  16 244 

22  :  19 291 

25  :  21 479 

26:4 400 

26:. 39 425 

28:2 195 

28:6 25 

28  :  20  304 


INDEX     OF     SCRIPTURE     TEXTS. 


383 


MARK.      ^^^ 

8:28 295 

10:  13-16 529 

10:47 303 

10:46-52 351 

16:6 165 

16:  13 550 

24:29 40 

LUKE. 

2:13 129 

2  :  8-14 .   . .  158,  162 

2:  14 159,  161 

2:49 171 

2:15 160 

2:40  ...   518 

4  :  ^2 170 

9:58 387 

10:42  275 

12:32 215,505 

18:  1 390 

18:1-7 389 

18:37 265 

22:39-44 181 

24:29 57 

JOHN. 

1  :4 225 

1:36 251 

1  :16 277 

6:37 274 

11  :35 179 

11  :36 180 

14  :  16 156 

14:2 4.39 

15:4 388 

15:13 438 

16:7 125 

19:30 182 

21  :  7 209 

21  :  15 334,483 

21:15-19 287 

ACTS. 

1:11 559 

2:1-4 ...  140 

9:11 405 

10:36 209 

14:22 606 


HYMN 

IS  :  9 461 

17:24-29 91 

20:35 454 

ROMANS. 

1  :16 375 

1  :20 113 

2:4 272 

5:8 220 

8  :  14, 16 3:« 

8  :  Ss; 328 

9:20 Ill 

12:  12 203 

14:8 41,455 

14:10 252 

1  CORINTHIANS. 

3:20-23 408 

9  :  26 349 

11  :  24 291 

12:27 492 

13:1 493 

15:  10 306 

15:20 201 

15  :  47,  49 216 

16:13 481 

2  CORINTHIANS. 

1:4  596 

1  :22 337 

4:6 123 

4:  16 361 

5  :  1 615 

5:7 350 

6:2 197 

9:  15 208 

12:  10 295 

GALATIANS. 

2:20 350 

3:  28 493 

4:6 295 

5:1  471 

6:14 224 

EPHESIANS. 

1:13,14 a37 

2:5 335 


HTSTN 

2:  20 499 

4:20 141,144 

5:  14 256,470 

PHILIPPIANS. 

1  :21 315,586 

2:9 235 

3:12-14 480 

4  :6,7 386 

4:  13 390 

COLOSSIANS. 

3:11 29 

4:2 406 

1  THESSALONIANS. 

4:14 601 

5:  16 450 

5:  18 105 

5:23 370 

2  THESSALONIANS. 

2:8 558 

3:  13 355 

1  TIMOTHY. 

1  :15 267 

2-8 87 

6:12 470,478 

2  TEMOTHT. 

2:3 481 

2:19 334 

TITUS. 

2:12 378 

2  :  10-13 477 

HEBREWS. 

1:3 58 

1:6 205 

2:  10 110 

2:  11  375 

2:  18 321 


HYMN 

4:9 4 

4:9 589 

5:6  191 

11:  13 560 

12  :  2 443 

JAMES. 

4:13-15 49 

4:15 175 

1  PET£R. 

1  :8 294 

2:21 176 

2:7 230,264 

5:7 331,430 

2  PETER. 

1:4 3.34 

1  JOHN. 

1:7 451 

4  :  8, 16 434 

4:  11 452 

4:15,21 483 

JUDE. 
24,  25 118 

REVELATION. 

3:20 270,271,288 

4:6 606 

4:8 100,609 

4  :  11 54 

5:  13 121 

5  :  11-13 329 

7:9 606 

7:  9-16 623 

11  :  15 555 

14:13 588 

19:  12 607 

19:  11-16 489 

21  :  2 622 

21  :  4  617 

21  :23 582 

22  :  4 628 

22:20 559 


II^DEX     OF     SUBJECTS. 


The  figures  refer  to  the  numbers  of  Ihe  hymns. 


Abidiiii,'  in  Christ,  380,  387. 

Accepted  Time— See  Bay  of  Grace. 

Activity,  HVi-A<n. 

Adoption,  427. 

Adoration,  100, 101, 121,125, 126, 129. 

Advent— See  Christ. 

Afflictions : 

Blessings  of,  411,  4-32,  44.3. 

Coml'ort    under,  277,  320,  321, 
341),  4J5. 

Submitision  in,  433,  445. 
All  is  well,  413. 
Alms— See  Charily. 
Angels : 

At  Advent  of  Christ,  158,  15!), 
161,  lti4,  198. 

At  Resurrection  of  Christ,  195, 
201. 

Praises  of,  31,  585,  587,  606,  609, 
620,  627. 
Ark  of  God.  203. 
Ascension  of  Christ— See  Christ. 
Ashamed  of  Jesus,  .375. 
Asleep  in  Jesus,  601. 
Aspirations,  237, 250,  279,318,325,333. 

For  Divine  Grace,  28,   21),   338, 
305,  378,  401,  482, 

For  Heaven- See    Longing  for 
Heaven. 

For  Nearness  to  Christ,  455. 
Assurance,  334. 
Atonement,  182,  185,  188,  190,   193, 

197. 
Attributes  of  God— See  God. 
Autumn— See  Seasons. 

Baptism  : 

Infant,  517-521. 

Of  Holy  Spirit,  146,  155. 
Bein;;  of  God— See  Ood. 
Bcliovors — See  Saints, 
Believing;- See  Faith. 
Benevolence— See  Charity. 
Bereavement- See    Affliction     and 

Death. 
Bible,  02'.)-63l. 
Blind  Barlimeus,  351. 
Blood  of  Christ— See  Chl%k 
Bread  ot  Heaven— See  Christ. 
Bread  of  Life— See  Christ. 
Brevity  of  Life— See  Life. 
Bridegroom,  Coming  of,  579. 
Brotherly  Love,  459-461,  492,   493. 

See  Comm/union  of  Saints. 

Call,  God's,  272. 


Calmness,  426. 
Calvary,  1R5-194. 

Captain  of  Salvation — See  Christ. 
Care  cast  on  God,  331,  307,  430,  442. 
Change  of  Heart- See  Conieision. 
Charily,  454,  4.57,  458,  4.59. 
Chastening  —See  Affllciions. 
Children,  517-521,  61)3,  605. 
Children's  Praise,  243-248,464,407. 
Choosing  Christ,  2y5,  300,  3U1,  303. 
Christ,  1.57-251. 

Abiding  with  Believers,  68,  73, 
304,  387. 

Adoi-ation  of,  205-245. 

Advent,  First,  129,  157-109. 

Advent,  Second,  557-559,  579. 

Advocate,  3.")8. 

All  in  all,  300,  .320,  394. 

Ascension  of,  190,  206,  212,  213. 

Atonement  of,  188,  193,  194,  221, 
222. 

Beauty  of,  207,  231,  234,  242. 

Benevoleuce    of,  172,   180,  460, 
401. 

Best  Friend,  214,  241,  4C8. 

Birth  of— See  Advent,  First. 

Blood  of,  181,  183,  185,  190,  193, 
194,  214,  236.  250,  251. 

Bread  of  Heaven,  527. 

Bread  of  Life,  2«9,  523,  527. 

Brother,  .358. 

Captain  of  Salvation,  215. 

Character  of,  170,   174,  175-178, 
180,  217. 

Childhoodof,  171,218,  245. 

Compassion  of,  192-194,  303. 

Conipieror,  136,  230,  2.34. 

Consoler,  596. 

Cornei'-stone,  499.  .502. 

Coronation  of,  209,  210,  607. 

CriuMtied,  1S7-194. 

Dav-star,  •.'22,  302. 

Death  of,  lS.i-194. 

Deliverer,  172, 

Dixinity  of,  160,170,  177,  199. 

Judge,  2.52. 

King  of  Glory,  200,  205,  206.  210, 
212,  213,  2.34. 

King  of  Saints,  227,  243,  244. 

King,  Sovereign,  184,  221. 

Knocking  at  the  Door,  270,  271, 
2r(),  288. 

Lamb  of  God,  180,  191,  200,  221, 
237,  251,274,  3:33.354. 

Leader,  249,  302,  313,  374. 

Light,  219,  225,  2^34,  242. 


Christ : 

Love  of,  ISO.  207,  211,  226,  2.36, 

2;3S,  239,  2S5,  290,  :301,  531,  534. 
Loveliness  of.  207,  2.31,  2:33. 
Majesty  of.  212,  :;;13,  234,  243. 
Man  of  Sorrows,  179,  180. 
Mediator,  197. 
Meekness  of,  177,  178. 
Ministry  of,  170,  172,  173. 
Miracles  of,  172. 
Name  of,  232,  235,  240. 
Our  Passover,  200. 
Patience  of,  176,  177,217. 
Pearl  of  Great  Price,  300. 
Physician,  172,  209. 
Pilgrimage  of,  174,  175. 
Power  of,  173. 
Praise  to,— Sec  Praise. 
Prayer  of,  170. 
Presence  of,  73,  304,  289. 
Priest,  197,  232. 
Prince  of  Peace,  129,  168,  169. 
Prophet,  102,  232. 
Ransom,  214. 

Redeemer,  199,  208,  .371,  400. 
Refuge,  219,  293,  298,  301,  311, 

319. 
Resurrection  of,  20,  25,  165, 195- 

204. 
Rock  of  Ages,  219,  298. 
Sacrifice— See  .-itonement. 
Saviour,  the.  245,  240,  280. 
Second  Coming  of— See  Advent, 

Second. 
Sei)ulchre  of,  25,  196,  201,  204. 
Shepherd,  247,  284,  305,  310,  317, 

409. 
Son  of  God,  489. 
Sutlcringsof.  1(*1,  183,  186.  188, 

189.  192-194,  524. 
Sun  of  Righteousness,  58. 
Svmpathvof,  175,  179,  264,  293, 

'403. 
Teacher,  170. 

Triumphal  Kntrv  of,  184,  244. 
M'ater  of  Lile,  289. 
NVay,  Truth,  and  Life,  232,  ?.39. 
Wonderful,  108. 
Work  finished,  182. 
Christian  ; 

At  the  Cross,  193,  22.3,  224,  533. 
Children  of  (Jod,  .3.37,  303. 
Comfort  of— See  Comfort. 
Cmifidence  of,  315-"18. 
Conflicts  of,  278,  288,  293. -See 

also  Warfare, 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


385 


Christian : 

Courage  of— See  Courage. 

Dealh  of— See  Death. 

Depeiideiice  on  Christ,  264,  443. 

Duties  of,  447,  451,  456,  482. 

Encouragements    of,   328,    355, 
361,  362. 

Example  of,  448,  451,  459,  47T. 

Fellowsliip  of,  492-498,  503. 

Graces  of,  370,  373,    449,   450, 
477. 

Joy  of,  6,  201,  355-3&1,  574. 

Love  of.  for  Clirist,  292,  294,  309, 
344,  452.  483. 

Perseverance  of,  349,  361,  478. 

Race  of,  480,  486. 

Warfare  of,  4(52^67,  470,  471,478, 
481,  487,  489.  491. 
Christian  Mini>try — See  Ministi'y. 
Cliristiaii  W  orlc,  459-491. 
Christmas   Song— See  Song  of  the 

AnqeU. 
Church,  499-559. 

Afflicted,  501. 

Beloved  of  God,  505. 

Beloved  of  Saints,  507. 

Christ's  Bride,  499. 

Glory  of,  502,  509. 

Joining  the,  495,  514-516. 

Minisliy  of— See  MiniKlry. 

Missions  of — See  Missions. 

Ordinances    of— See    Baptism 
and  Lord's  Supper. 

Revival  of— See  Berivai. 

Triumph  of,  .504,  506,  537-556. 
Close  of  Service,  35,  3S,  43. 
Comfort,  410,  413,  415,  419,  434,  437, 

44 1, 
Comforter— See  Uobj  Spirit. 
Comin^^    of     Christ— See      Christ 

Advent. 
Commemoration,  290,  291,  525. 
Communion : 

Of  Saints,  492-498. 

With  God,  382. 

With  Christ,  9. 

At  the  Lord'^Table— See  Lord's 
Supper. 
Compassion  : 

Of  Christ— See  Christ. 

Of  God— See  God. 
Confession  • 

Of  Faith- See  Faith, 

Of  Sin— See  Sin. 
Confidence.  315-352. 
Conflict  with  Sin— See  Christians, 

Conflicts  of. 
Conformitv  to  Christ,  315,  372,  373, 

455,  461. 
Consecration,  of  Possessions,  454, 
457-461. 

Of  Self,  287.  295,  297,  300. 

To  Clirist,  2r,5-301. 
Consolation  in  God,  408-434. 

In  the  sympathy  of  Christ,  408, 
418,  A-i^,  437,  439,  443,  446. 

Under  Bereavement,  441-445. 
Con t rib u t i ons — Sec  Charity. 
Conversion,  273-287. 
Corner-stone— See  Christ. 
Coronation — See  Christ. 
Country,  our,  6.54-660. 
Courage,  215,  349,  471,  481. 


Covenant,  Entering  into,  289,  494, 

4'.t5,  514-516. 
Creation— See  God,  Creator. 
Cross  of  Christ,  188,  192,  223,  224. 

And  Crown,  475. 

Bearing,  262,  295,  352,  472. 

Glorying  in  Christ's,185, 187, 224 . 

Lessons  of,  223,  229. 

Soldier  of,  452,  464-468,  471,  478, 
481. 
Consecration  of  Children,  517-521. 
Crucilixion  of  Christ— See  Christ. 

Day  of  Grace,  259,  272,  275,  276. 
Day-star— See  Christ. 
Death,  588-605. 

Confidence  in,  588-590,  592,  594, 
597. 

Of  Children;  603-605. 

Of  Friends,  602. 

Of  a  Minister,  600. 

Of  Saints,  591,  595,  .599,  601. 
Dedicating  Places  of  Worship,  511, 

513. 
Delay,  Danger  of,  256.  259,  270,  275. 
Dei)endence  on  God,  319-348. 
Depravity— See  Sin. 
Despondency- See  Christians,  Con- 
flicts of. 
Devotion  to  Christ,  259-314. 
Dismissions — See  C(o>>e  of  Service. 
Doubt— See  Christians,  Conflicts  of. 
Duties,     Daily  —  See    ChHstian's, 
Duties  of. 

Earnest  of  Spirit,  337. 
Earnestness- See  Zeal. 
Easter  Hymne,  195-204. 
Eflfort,  Christian,  462-495. 
Encouragements  —  See    Christians, 

Encouraqements  of. 
Energy— See  Effort.  Zeal. 
Eternal  Life-See  Life. 
Eternity,  85,  97,  99,  571,  580,  585. 
Evening,  27,  46,  .50,  51.  55,  .56,  57,  59, 

61,  62,  6;3-rO,  73-79,  387,  393. 
Exaltation  of  Christ— See  Christ. 
Example  : 

Of  Christ— See  Chnst. 

Of  Christians— See  Christians. 

Faintheartedness,  .361. 
Faith,  303^351. 

Aspiration  of,  308,  314,  .347. 

Assurance  of,  328,331,  .3-34,  336. 

Blessedness  of,  343,  3,50,  450. 

Confession  of.  274,  295,  514-516. 
Faithfulness  of  God-See  God. 
Family,  4.53. 

Family  Worship— See  Prayer. 
Father,  God  our— See  God. 
Fearfulness,  336,  419. 
Forefathers'  Day,  644,  657. 
For  Those  at  Sea,  63.5-639. 
Following  Christ,  287,  289,  370,  4G0, 

461. 
Forgiveness  of  Sin,  119,  261,  267,268, 

273,  279. 
Foreign  Missions— See  Missions. 
Frailty  of  Man— See  Life, Brevity  of. 
Friend  of  Sinners,  214,  220,  232  239 

258. 
Friends,  Burial  of— See  Death. 


Fruits  of  Grace,  457-461. 
Funeral  Ilvnms— See  Dealh. 
Future  Punishnu-nt,252,254,259,2r5. 

Gethsemane,  181. 
Glorified  Saints— See  Heaven. 
Glorying  in  the  Cross— See  Cross. 
God,  80-136. 

Abode  of,  133, 

All  in  all,  131. 

All-seeing,  127. 

Almighty— See  OmnipottrU. 

Calling  yet,  272. 

Compassion  of,  126,  327. 

Creator,  52.  54,  85,  92,  121,  12.3. 
129,  131,  139. 

Eternal,  97,  99,  112,  128. 

Faithfulness  of,  60, 104, 114,  134. 

Father,  94,  121,  427. 

Glory  of,  44,  84,  88,90,  91,  100, 
130, 422. 

Goodness  of,  107,  115.  458. 

Greatness  of,  84,  89,  91,  95. 

Guardian,  75,  79,  116,  125,  377. 

Guide,  98,  414. 

Helper,  418. 

Holiness  of,  83, 100, 101, 122, 126, 
132,  135. 

Immutable —  See  Unchangeable. 

Incomprehensible,  95,  111. 

Infinite,  128, 

In  Nature,  92,  96,   103,  113,  121, 
125,  131. 

Judge,  252. 

Justice  of,  83. 

King,  80,  83,  86,  122,  125,  135. 

Kingdom  of,  507,  509. 

Knovvledize  of,  278 

Love  of,  89,  110. 

Mercy  of,  54,  81,  104,  105,  114, 
119,  120. 

Mysterious,  111. 

Nearness  of,  133. 

Omnipotent,  86. 

Omnipresent,  94,  398,  407. 

Omniscient,  412. 

Pity— See  Mercy. 

Praise  to— See  Praise. 

Prayer-hearing,    65,    393,    S96, 
399,  403. 

Preserver,  98, 121. 

Presence  of,  94,  98,  303. 

Promises  of,  134. 

Providence  of.  111,  116,  125,  130, 
3ti5,  423. 

Refnge,  102,  124,  134,  258,  345. 

Saviour,  118,  258,  2G8. 

Safety  in,  124, 

Shepherd,  326,  332,  368,  429. 

Source  of  Blessing,  21,  93,  65. 

Stronghold,  134,  415. 

Triune— See  Trinity. 

Unchangealile,  319. 

Wisdom  of,  118. 

Word  of.  113,  123, 

Works  of,  44,  113,  133.  # 
Good  Works,  447-491. 
Good  Tidings,  136. 
Gospel— See  Christ  and  Missions. 
Grace,  282,  283,  306,  308,  316,  335. 
Graces,  Christian,  447-461. 
Gratitude,  357,  364. 
Grieving  the  Spirit— See  Holy  Spirit. 


386 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


Growth  in  Grace,  447-461. 

Guest,  Di villi',  270. 

Guidance,  Diviuf,  34,  339,  563-505, 

56S. 
Guilt— See  Sin. 

Happiness,  359. 
Harvest,  Spiritual,  395. 

Temporal— Sue  Thanksgiving. 
Heart . 

Change  of— See  lieqeneration. 

Contrite,  268,  279,  2H3. 

Surrender  of,  282.  286. 
Heathen— See  Mibdons. 
Heaven,  60C.-627 

Anticipated,  £61,  562.  570,  571, 
573-582. 

Blessedness  of,  622-627. 

Christ  Tliere,  592,  607,  018,  626- 
628. 

Friends  Tliere,  570,  018. 

Home,  348,  570,  010-619. 

Holiness  of,  617,  618. 

Lon<;ed    for — See   Longing  for 
Ihaven. 

Praise  of,  129,  132,  585,  606-011, 
620. 

Rest  of,  612-615,  621. 

Worshii)  of,  132,  009,  620. 
Heavens,  Starry,  92.  121. 
High  Priest— lur,  2;W. 
Holiness— See    God,  Heaven,    and 

iiuinls. 
Holy  ScripUires— See  Bible 
Holy  Spirit,  137-156. 

Baptism  of,  116,  155. 

Comforter,  122, 139, 143, 152,  156. 
154,  155,  3:i7. 

Descent  of,  140,  146,  153, 155. 

Earnest  of,  337. 

Enliiihtener,  137, 145,149,150,151, 
1.52,  154. 

Fruits  of,  447-461. 

Grieved,  141,  144. 

Indwelling,  140,  148,  150. 

Influences  of,  130. 

liispirer,  392. 

Invoked,  137,  142,  145,  146,  147, 
152,  lr)4,  256,  266. 

Leadings  of,  137,  156. 
Home— Si^e  Family  and  Heaven. 
Home  Mi.ssions,  539,    545,   644,  655, 

658. 
Hope  As])iration  of,  355-364. 
House  of  God— See  Sanctuary. 
Household — See  Family. 
Humanity  of  Christ— See  Christ. 
Humble  Service,  447. 

Tmmannel,  164,  216,  243,  .5.57,  582. 
Immortalitv,    592,    597  —  See  also 

Heaven. 
Infant  Baptism— See  Baptism. 

Saltation,  003,  004. 
Ingratimde,  .576, 
Infinitv  of  God— See  Cfod. 
Inspiration,  629,  6-34. 
Installation,  .508,  510. 
Intercession— See  Christ. 
Invitations  of  the  Gospel,  253-273, 

275. 
Invocation,  3,  11,  28,  33,  34,  36. 


Jesus  watching  over  Children,  248. 
Joining  the  Church,  514-516. 
Joy  ill  Christ,  2;:6-244. 

Of  the  Believer,  ;5.55-.36-I. 
Judgment,  240,  2.52,  .558,  579,  650. 
Justice  of  Ciod— See  God. 

Kindness — See  Brotherly  Love. 
Kingdom  of  Christ,  Prayer  for,  657- 
559. 
Progress  of,  537-555. 

Labor— See  Activity  and   Christian 

Work. 
Lamb  of  God— See  Christ. 
Law  of  God,  176,  (k32. 
Latter  Day,  .539,  557,  559. 
Liberality— See  Charity. 
Life : 

Brevity  of,  560,  561,  562,  572, 

581,  582. 
Object  of,  275,  500,  573. 
Solemnity  of  270,  272. 
Light  of  the  World— See  Christ. 
Lilieness  to  Christ — See    Con/or- 

fnity. 
Little  Things,  447. 
Longing : 

For  Christ,  231,  235,  238,  "309, 

310,  366. 
For  God,  311,  318,  365,  374. 
For  Heaven,  570,  571,  573,  574, 

577,  580. 
For  Holiness,  .370,  396,  397,  401. 
Long-suftering — See  God. 
Looking  to  Jesus,  443. 
Lord's  bay  and  Worsliip,  1-39 

Delight  in,  1,  2,  4,  5,  7,  8,  12,  15, 

28. 
Evening,  27,  40,  42,  47,  59,  76. 
Morning,  41,  48,  71. 
Welcomed,  10,  11,  18,  19,  30,  32, 
39,  117,  201. -See  also  Invo- 
cation and  Close  of  Service. 
Lord's  Prayer,  75. 
Lord's  Supper,  522-5.30. 
Love  of  Christ— See  Christ. 
Of  God- See  God. 
Of  Holv  Spirit,  143,149,1.51,  369. 
Of  Clirisli;iiis  to  men,  493,  497. 
To  Christ,  189,  299,  .301,  309,  364. 
To  God,  115,  131,  3.30. 
To  the  Church,  497,   501,  502. 
507. 
Loving-kindness,  575,  576. 

Majesty  of  Christ— See  Christ. 
Majesty  of  God— See  God. 
Man,  Fallen— See  Sin. 
Mariners— See  Sailors. 
Martyrs.  472,  489. 
Mediator — See  Christ. 
Meditation.  55,  0."). 
Meekness,  174,  177,  448,  472. 
Mercifulness,  452,  451.  4.57,  400. 
Mercy  of  God— See  God. 
Mercy-seat.  87,  a58,  ;i85,  4C4. 
Messiah,  136. 

Millennium— See  Latter  Bay. 
Ministry.  500.  ,508,  510. 
Ministry  of  Christ— See  Christ. 
Miracles— See  Ch/isty  Miracles  of . 
MissiouB,  541-551. 


MlBsioDaries,  545,  549.  550. 
Morning,  41,  45,  50,  (K),  71,  .383,  .384. 
Of  Lord's  Day— See  Lord's  Bay. 
Nature,  11,  44,  52,  71,  92,  93, 103, 121, 

125,131,  133. 
Nearness  to  God,  311,  401. 

To  Heaven,  561,  562,  571,  572, 
.573. 
New  Birth— See  Eegenei-alion. 

Obedience  : 

Of  Christ,  171, 176. 

Of  the  Christian,  286,  295,  300. 
Offers  of  Grace,  254-276. 
Omnii>oleiice — See  God. 
Omnipresence— See  God. 
OmniscieiKC— See  God. 
Oneness  witli  Christ,  217,  320. 
Opening  of  Service— See  Inrocation. 
Ordinances  —  See     Bapiism     and 

Lord's  Supper. 
Ordination- See  Minist7-y. 

Paradise,  625. 

Pardon  Found,  277-288. 

Offered,  254-27t;. 
Parting— See  Close  of  Service. 
Passover,  200. 
Pastor,  Death  of,  599.  600. 

Installation  of,  £08,  510. 

Prayed  for,  500. 
Patience,  4:58. 
Peace,  Christian.  421,  426,  428,  476. 

For  the  Troubled,  263,  268. 

Nation.Tl.  (mI.  650. 
Pearl  of  Great  Price.  .300. 
Penitence,  282,  283,  576. 
Peril,  4C,  470 

Perseverance.  .361,  363,  349,  478 
Pilirrim  Church,  509. 
Pilgrim  Fathers,  644.  0.57. 
Pilgrimage,  10,  42,  53,  255,  296,  377, 

468,  4i>0,560,  .587. 
Pity  of  God — See  God,  Compassion  of. 
Poor,  Cared  lor,  452,  454,  457,  460, 

461. 
Praise  :  « 

To  Christ,  212-248,  280,  281,  329, 
.304. 

To  God,  80-128. 
Prayer,    379,    407,    479. 

Encouragements    to,    3S9,  3%, 
ais,  399.  400. 

Hourof,  381,380,  49i. 

Lord's,  75. 

Nature  of,  40.5,  40ri. 

Power  of,  406,  420. 

Deliverance,  77 

Growth  in  Grace,  .379,  390,  396, 
402,  4-24,  449. 

Guidance,  339,  .391. 

Peace,  397,  426,  440,  476. 

Protection,  79. 

Pevival— See  Rerival. 

To  Christ.  278.  307,  310,  S80,  390, 
391,  414,  4.55. 

To  the  Holy  Spirit,  137,  139.  Ml, 
142,  143   145,  147.  1.53. 
Preciousness  of  Christ— Sec  Christ. 
Priesthood  of  Christ— See  Ch)-ist. 
Prince  of  Peace— See  Christ. 
Procrasiinatiou— See  Belay, 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


387 


Profession— See  Covenant. 
Progress,  Christian— See  Growth  in 

Grace. 
Progress  of  Christ's  Kingdom — See 

Misiions. 
Promises.  399,  404, 410. 
Providence— See  God,Providence of. 
Punishment,    Future— See    Future 

Punishment. 

Race,  Christian,  467,  468,   471,  480, 

490. 
Ransom— See  Christ,  Ransom. 
Reconciliation — See  Pardon  Found. 
Redeeming  Love — See  Christ,  Love 

of. 
Redemption— See  Atonement. 
Refuse— See  Christ  and  God. 
Regeneration,  267,  269,  274,  286,  297, 

306,  315. 
Rejoicing  in  God— See  Joy  of  the 

Believer. 
Remembrance  of  Christ — See  Com- 
memoration. 
Renouncing  all  lor  Christ,  273,  295, 

299. 
Repentance — See  Penitence. 
Resignation,  416,  425,  431,  443. 
Rest  oC  Heaven— See  Heaven. 
Resuirectiou  of  Christ— See  Christ. 
Of  Believers,  201,  202,  589,  592, 

595,597. 
Revelation,  113,  629,  634. 
Revival,  142,  147,  154.  225 
Rock  of  Ages,  99,  219,  298,  362. 
Royal  Priesthood— See  Chi-ist, Priest. 

Sabbath— See  Lord's  Day. 
Sacraments  —  See     Baptism,     and 

Lord's  Sunper. 
Sacrifice— See  Atonement. 
Safetv  in  God,  124. 
Sailors,  635-639. 
Saints : 

Blessedness  of,  .359. 

Communion    of— See    Commu- 
nion. 

Doath  of— See  Death. 

Glorified— See  Heaven. 

Holiness  of,  448,  477. 

Security  of,  765. 

Union  of.  with  Christ,  720,  722, 
760,  928,  930. 

Union  of,  with  Each  Other,  496, 
497. 
Salvation— See  Atonement. 
Sanctification— SeeG^row^A  in  Grace. 
Sanctuary; 

Dedication  of,  511-513. 

Lo\  e  for,  26,  33,  37. 


Saviour— See  CTirist. 

Scriptures— See  Bifile. 

Seamen— See  Sailors. 

Seasons.  44.  93,  648,  650. 

Second  Birth— See  Regeneration. 

Second  Death— See  Future  Punish- 
ment. 

Security  of  Saints — See  Saints. 

Seed  Time  and  Harvest,  1255. 

Self-Denial— See  Cross-Beainny. 
Renunciation — See  Renouncing 
all  for  Christ. 

Shepherd— See  Christ  and  God. 

Showers  of  Grace,  266. 

Sickness,  417. 

Sin,  Confession  of,  14,  207,  278,  279, 
283.  293-297. 

Sinners  Invited  and  Warned,  253, 
273,  488. 
Penitent— See  Pardon. 

Soldiers,  Christian,  462, 467,  470,  471, 
473,  478,  481,  487,  489,  491,  498. 

Soul  of  Man— See  Immortality. 

Son  of  God— See  Christ. 

Song  of  the  Angels— See  Angels. 

Sorrow— See  Affiictions. 
For  Sin — See  Penitence. 

Sovereignty  of  God— See  God,King. 

Sowing  and  Reaping.  485. 

Spirit— See  Holy  Spinl. 

Spring— See  Seuf'on.t. 

Star  of  Bethlehem,  222,  .302. 

Star  of  the  East,  166.  167,  302. 

Starry  Heavens,  92,  121. 

Steadfastness — See  Perseverance. 

Storms,  125,  514,  635,  639. 

Strength  as  our  Days,  362. 

Submission  —  See  Afflictions  and 
Resignation. 

Sufferings  of  Christ— See  Chnst. 

Suffering  with  Christ— See  J/aj^y?'*. 

Summer— See  Seasons. 

Sun  of  Righteousness — See  Christ. 

Supper,  Lord's,  532-536. 

Supremacy  of  God— See  God. 

Sympathy  of  Christ— See  Christ. 
Christian— See  Brotheily  Love. 

Table,  Lord's— See  Lord's  Supper. 

Teacher,  the  Great— See  Christ. 

Te  Deum  Laudamus.  90,  101. 

Temptation— See  Ch?i,stians,  Con- 
flicts of. 

Thankfulness,  357,  .364. 

Thanksgivino,  617-653. 

Throne  of  Grace,  .398,  399. 

Thy  Kingdom  Come,  506,  509  537. 
559 

Thy  WUibe Done.  433,  435., 436., 437. 


Time— See  Death,  Life,  Year. 
To-morrow.  49. 
Trials — See  Affiictions. 
Trinity,  1,  46,  Ii9,  71,  94,  132,  402. 
Temperance,  400,460.470,473,474,545. 
Trust  in  Time  of  N<ed,  403.  432. 
Trust  in  Christ,  288,  294,  321,  324, 
343,  351. 

In  God,  322,  .342. 

In  Providence,  111,  116,125,130, 
305,  423. 

Unchaiiseableness    of    God  —  See 

God. 
Union  of  Saints — See  Saints. 

* 
Victory  of  Believers — See  Warfare. 
Of  Christ— See      Christ,     Con- 
queror. 
Vows  to  God,  114,  516. 

Walking  with  God,  451. 

Warfare,  Christian,  462, 4C3, 465,  466, 

470,  478,  487,  489.  491. 
Warnings,  253,  254,  2.i6,  270,  275. 
Watchfulness,  456,  463,  470,  479,  487. 
Watching  and  Praying, 400,  470, 479. 
Way  of  Salvation — Se"e  Atonement. 
Way,  Truth,  and  Life— See  Christ. 
Wealth,  185. 

Use  of— See  Charity. 
Winter— See  Seasons. 
Wisdom— See  God  am\  Christ. 
Word  of  God— See  Bible. 
Works  of  God— See  God. 
Working  in  the  Vineyard,  460,  469, 

473,  474,  484.  4*^5. 
World  Renounced — SeeRe?(0uncing 

all  for  C/irist. 
Worship : 

Call  to.  6,  20.  23,  37. 

Cheerful,  23,  24. 

Delight  in— See  Lord's  Day. 

Family  —  See     Evening      and 
Prayer. 

Public— See  Lord's  Day. 

Tear,  Beginning,  642,  643.  645. 

Close,  640,  646. 
Yielding  to  Christ,  274,  280,286,295. 
Yoke  of  Christ,  374. 

Zeal,  303,  310,  315,  347,  363,  400,  456, 

462,  465,  469-473. 
Zion— See  Church. 

City  of  God,  502. 

Favored  Horn  of  542. 

Rejoicing,  136. 

Restored,  558,  554. 


i:n'dex  of  first  li]^es. 


HYMN 

Abide  in  me,  0  Lord,  and  I  in  thee 388 

Abide  with  me,  fast  falls  the  eventide 40 

According  to  thy  gracious  word 525 

A  cliar-je  to  keep  I  have 456 

Acquaint  thyself  quickly,  O  sinner,  with.  2(50 

A  fesv  more  years  shall  roll 572 

Again  returns  the  day  of  holy  rest 39 

A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  paofe G29 

Alas !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed . .  192 

All  as  God  wills  !  who  wisely  heeds 425 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 209 

Alleluia,  song  of  sweetness 585 

All  praise  to  thee,  eternal  Lord 218 

Almighty  God,  to  night 387 

Always  with  us,  always  with  us 304 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  Cross 481 

A  mighty  fortress  is  our  God 134 

And  now  another  week  begins 20 

Angel  of  peace,  thou  hast  wandered 660 

Angel,  roll  the  rock  away 105 

Angel  voices  ever  singing 608 

Another  sis  days  work  is  done 8 

A  pilgrim  through  this  lonely  world 174 

Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat 404 

Art  thou  weary,  art  thou  languid 446 

Arm  thi!se  thy  soldiers,  mighty  Lord. . . .  515 

Asleep  in  Jesus,  blessed  sleep 601 

As  oft  with  worn  and  weary  feet 175 

As  the  hart  with  eager  looks 318 

As  thy  day,  thy  strength  shall  be 410 

As  when  in  silence,  vernal  showers 138 

As  with  gladness,  men  of  old 302 

■  At  the  Lamb's  high  feast  we  sing 526 

Awake,  awake,  O  Zion 544 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 45 

Awake,  my  soul;  to  grateful  lays 226 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve. .    . .  480 

Awake,  our  souls,  away  our  fears, 349 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne 85 

Before  the  ending  of  the  day 70 

Before  the  Lord  we  bow 655 

Begin,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme.   108 

Beliold,  a  stranger  at  the  door 276 

Behold  the  ark  of  God 263 

Behold,  the  Bridegroom  cometh 579 


HTVX 

Behold  the  throne  of  grace 399 

Beneath  the  cross  of  Jesus 223 

Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high 82 

Bej'ond,  beyond  that  boundless  sea 133 

Beyond  the  smiling  and  the  weeping. . '. . .  571 

Blessed  fountain,  full  of  grace 306 

Blessed  Jesus,  ere  we  part 307 

Blessed  Saviour,  thee  I  love 299 

Blest  be  tiie  tie  that  binds 497 

Blest  be  thy  love,  dear  Lord 285 

Blest  C(jmforter  divine 149 

Blest  day  of  God  !  most  calm,  most  bright     19 
Blest  hour!  when  mortal  man  retires. ...     10 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 197 

Bread  of  heaven  !  on  thee  we  feed 527 

Bi-ead  of  the  world,  in  mercy  broken 529 

Brethren,  while  we  sojourn  here 463 

Brief  life  is  here  our  portion 573 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the 168 

Brightly  gleams  our  banner 464 

Brother,  though  from  yonder  sky 591 

By  Christ  redeemed,  in  Christ  restored.  . .  524 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 518 

Calm  me,  my  God,  and  keep  me  calm. . . .   426 

Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night 159 

Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord 367 

Cast  thy  burden  upon  the  Lord 442 

Cease,  ye  tearful  mourners 597 

Children  of  the  heavenly  king 363 

Christ,  above  all  glory  seated 49 

Clirist,  of  all  my  laopes  the  ground 315 

Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day 165 

Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  again 200 

Clirist  will  gather  in  his  own 603 

Christian,  dost  thou  see  them 470 

Christian,  seek  not  yet  repose 400 

(Christian  up,  the  day  is  breaking 473 

Cinirch-of  the  ever-living  Hod 505 

Clearer  still,  and  clearer 567 

Come  at  the  morning  hour 50 

Come,  every  pious  heart 196 

Come,  gracious  Spirit,  Heavenly  Dove.. . .   137 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come 147 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  from  above 153 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  Heavenly  Dove 143 

Come,  Jesus,  Redeemer,  abide  thou  with . .  370 


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389 


HYMN 

Come,  kingdom  of  our  God 509 

Come,  let  us  all  with  one  accord. .,.,....  13 

Come,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue. . . .  642 

Come,  let  us  gladly  sing 243 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs   ....  329 

Come,  let  us  sing  the  song  of  songs  221 

Come,  Lord,  and  tarry  not 559 

Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare 396 

Come,  0  Creator  Spirit,  blessed 139 

Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays 88 

Come,  0  promised  Comforter 156 

Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice , 257 

Come,  thou  Almighty  king 122 

Come,  thou  desire  of  all  thy  saints 103 

Come,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing 357 

Come,  thou  soul-transforming  Spirit 36 

Come  unto  me,  when  shadows  darkly,.  . .  439 

Come,  we  who  love  the  Lord 23 

Come,  ye  disconsolate 441 

Come,  ye  faithful,  raise  the  strain 204 

Come,  ye  thankful  people,  come 650 

Cross,  reproach,  and  tribulation 352 

Crown  him  with  many  crowns 607 

Daughter  of  Zion,  from  the  dust 553 

Dear  is  the  hallowed  morn  to  me 12 

Dear  Lord  and  Master  mine 374 

Dear  Saviour,  if  these  lambs  should  stray  521 

Deem  not  that  they  are  blest  alone 411 

Do  not  I  love  thee,  0  my  Lord  '? 483 

Draw  nigh,  and  take  the  body  of  the  Lord  532 

Early,  my  God,  without  delay 16 

Earth  has  nothing  sweet  or  fair 242 

Enthroned  on  high,  Almighty  Lord 146 

Eternal  Father,  strong  to  save.  .........  636 

Eternal  Father,  when  to  thee 94 

Eternal  source  of  every  joy 93 

Eternal  source  of  light  divine 219 

Everlasting  arms  of  love 319 

Every  morning  mercies  new 00 

Fading,  still  fading 79 

Faint  not.  Christian,  though  the  road. . . .  301 

Faith  is  a  living  power  from  heaven 350 

Far  down  the  ages  now 569 

Father,  beneath  thy  sheltering  wing 342 

Father,  here  we  dedicate 643 

Father,  I  know  that  all  my  life 365 

Father,  in  thy  mysterious  presence 440 

Father  of  eternal  grace 316 

Father  of  love,  our  Guide  and  Friend. . . .  414 

Father,  thine  elect  who  lovest 126 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthlv  bliss 424 

Fear  not,  O  little  flock,  the  foe 215 

Fierce  raged  the  tempest  o'er  the  deep. . .  638 
Fight  the  good  fight  with  all  thy  might. .  478 


Fling  out  the  banner,  let  it  float 506 

For  all  the  saints,  who  from  their  labors. .  498 

Forever  with  the  Lord 598 

Forth  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky 514 

For  thee,  O  dear,  dear  country 627 

Forward  be  our  watchword 468 

Fountain  of  grace,  rich,  full  and  fiee 376 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 81 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows 385 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains    541 

From  the  recesses  of  a  lowly  spirit 379 

From  the  table  now  retiring 536 


Gently,  Lord,  0  gently  lead  us 

Give  to  tlie  winds  thy  fears 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night 

Go  forward,  Christian  soldier 

Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime. 

Go,  ye  messengers  of  God 

God  calling  yet !  shall  I  not  hear '? 

God  is  in  his  holy  temple 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 

God  of  mercy  !  God  of  grace  (4  lints) 

God  of  mercy!  God  of  grace  (6  lines) 

God  of  the  sunlight  hours !  how  sad.    . . . 

God's  glory  is  a  wondrous  thing 

God  that  madest  earth  and  heaven 

God  the  all  terrible  !  thou  who  ordainest. 

Grace !  'tis  a  charming  sound 

Gracious  Spirit,  Love  divine 

Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou 

Great  God  of  nations,  now  to  thee 

Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand. . . . 
Guide  me,  O  thou  Great  Jehovah 


;  Hail !  thou  bright  and  sacred  morn , 

Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad. . . . 
j  Hail!  tliou  God  of  grace  and  glory 

Hail,  tranquil  hour  of  closing  day 

Happy  the  home  when  God  is  there 

Hark  !  hark  !  my  soul,  angelic  songs  are. 

Hark  !  hark  !  the  notes  of  joy 

Hark  !  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord 

Hark !  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices. . . 

Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing 

Hark  !  the  song  of  jubilee 

Hark  !  the  sound  of  holy  voices 

Hark  !  what  mean  those  holy  voices. . . . . 

Heavenly  Father,  to  whose  eye , 

Heavenly  Shepherd,  guide  us,  feed  us. .. 

Heal  me,  O  my  Saviour,  heal 

He  dies,  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies 

He  that  goeth  fortli  with  weeping 

He  leadeth  me  !  O  blessed  thought ! 

High  in  yonder  realms  of  light 


53 

336 
502 

46 
466 
600 
538 
273 

37 
103 
111 
283 
647 

64 
423 

63 
654 
335 
151 
128 
656 
045 
564 

4 
554 
503 
65 
453 
587 
198 
344 
205 
164 
555 
606 
163 
391 
305 
269 
183 
4S5 
565 
454 


390 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 


DTMN 

Holy  Ghost,  the  Infinite \~A 

Holy  Ghost,  with  light  divine loO 

Holv,  IIolv,  Holy  is  the  Lord 135 

HolV,  Holy,  Holv,  Lord  God  Almighty.  . .  609 

Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  Lord 132 

Honor  iind  fflory,  thanksjriving  and  praise  121 

How  heauteous  are  their  feet 508 

How  beauteous  were  the  marks  divine.. . .  177 

How  calm  and  beautiful  the  morn 25 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints 334 

How  {jontle  God's  commands     430 

How  shall  1  follow  him  1  serve 372 

How  shall  \vc  show  our  love  to  thee 452 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight. .  . .  492 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds. . . .  232 

How  sweet  t)  leave  the  world  awhile. ...  9 

How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel  sound  .  . .  170 

I  cannot  always  trace  the  way 434 

I  have  a  hom:^  above 61(5 

I  heard  thi^  voice  of  Jesus  say 277 

I  know  no  life  divided 323 

I  kuovv  that  my  Redeemer  lives 203 

I  lay  my  sins  on  Jesus 353 

I  love  the  volume  of  thy  word^ 632 

I  love  thy  kingdom.  Lord 507 

I  love  to  hear  the  story 246 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away 66 

1  need  thee,  precious  Jesus 264 

I  see  them  in  that  world  of  light 604 

I  was  a  wandering  sheep 284 

I  worship  thee,  sweet  will  of  God 416 

I  would  not  live  alway 584 

If  God  is  mine,  then  present  things 328 

If  human  kindness  meets  return 291 

If  through  unruffled  seas 432 

Immortal  Love  !   forever  full 238 

In  heavenly  love  abiding 322 

In  memory  of  the  Saviour's  love 523 

In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid 383 

In  some  way  or  other  tlieLord  will  provide  423 

In  the  cross  of  Clirist  I  glory 224 

In  the  silent  midnight  watches 270 

In  thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling 33 

In  time  of  fear,  when  trouble's  near 419 

In  whom  sliuU  I  find  comfort 445 

Inspirer  and  hearer  of  ])rayer 392 

I  saw  One  hanging  on  a  tree 188 

Is  thy  crus  ■  of  comfort  failing 459 

It  came  upon  the  midnight  clear 161 

It  is  not  death  to  die. 588 

I've  found  the  pearl  of  greatest  price. . . .  360 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home 624 

Jerusalem,  the  glorious 626 

Jerusalem,  the  golden 628 

Jesus  a  child  his  course  begun 171 


HTJfK 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be 375 

Jesus  calls  us  o'er  the  tumult 287 

Jesus  Christ,  our  Saviour 245 

Jesus  comes,  his  conflict  over 206 

Jesus,  full  of  all  compassion 303 

Jesus  hail !  enthroned  in  glory 213 

Jesus,  1  live  to  thee 455 

Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name 230 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken '.  295 

Jesus,  Jesus,  visit  me 366 

Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul 301 

Jesus,  Master,  whose  1  am 300 

Jesus,  merciful  and  mild 394 

Jesus,  most  loving  Lord 513 

Jesus,  my  heart  within  me  burns  227 

Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope 390 

Jesus,  name  all  names  above 235 

Jesus,  Saviour,  pass  not  by 265 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 552 

Jesus  spreads  his  banner  o'er  us 535 

Jesus,  still  lead  on 249 

Jesus,  tender  Shepherd,  hear  me 247 

Jesus,  thy  name  I  love 312 

Jesus,  the  very  thought  of  thee 233 

Jesus,  these  eyes  have  never  seen 294 

Jesus,  thou  joy  of  loving  hearts. . .  '   ....  228 

Jesus,  thy  love  shall  we  forget 290 

Jesus  we|)t,  those  tears  are  over 179 

Jesus,  where'er  thy  people  meet 87 

Jesus,  who  ran  be 250 

Jesus,  who  knows  full  Avell 389 

Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come 157 

Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea 274 

Just  as  thou  art,  without  one  trace 273 

Kindred  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake 494 

Kingdimis  and  thrones  to  God  belong. ...     89 
Knocking,  knocking,  who  is  there 271 

Laborers  of  Christ,  arise 484 

Lamb  of  God,  whose  bleeding  love 251 

Lead,  kindly  Light,  amid  the  encircling. .  563 

Lead  us,  heavenly  Father,  l(>ad  us 34 

Let  saints  below  in  concert  sing 496 

Let  us  with  a  joyful  mind 641 

Lift  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  high.  201 

Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  mighty  gates 83 

Light  of  light,  enlighten  me 28 

Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling.. . .  225 

Light's  abode,  celestial  Salem 610 

Like  the  eagle,  upward,  onward 486 

Lord,  am  I  jirecious  in  thy  sight 141 

Lord,  as  to  thy  dear  cross  we  flee 428 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing 35 

Lord  tifod  of  hosts,  by  all  adored 90 

Lord  (lod  of  morning  and  of  night 384 

Lord,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessings, 266 


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nrsiN 

Lord,  ill  this  sacred  hour 23 

Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  my  care 586 

Lord  Jesus,  when  we  stand  afar 229 

Lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went 461 

Lord,  may  thy  truth  upon  the  heart 11 

Lord,  now  we  part  in  thy  blest  name 43 

Lord  of  all  being,  throned  afar 91 

Lord  of  earth,  thy  forming  hand 181 

Lord  of  glory,  who  hast  brought  us 454 

Lord  of  our  life,  and  God  of  our  salvation  476 

Lord,  thou  art  my  Rock  of  strength 415 

Lord,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me.  . . .  127 

Lord,  thou  hast  taught  our  hearts  to  glow.  460 

Lord,  thou  on  earth  didst  loye  thine  own.  493 

Lord,  thy  glory  fills  the  heavens 100 

Lord,  when  we  bend  before  thy  throne. .  .  14 

Love,  divine,  all  love  excelling 369 

Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned 207 

Make  haste,  0  man,  to  live 474 

Men  of  God,  go  take  your  stations 549 

Mercy,  0  thou  Son  of  David 351 

Messiah,  at  thy  glad  approach 169 

Mid  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature. . .  .  619 

Miffhty  God,  the  First,  the  Last 97 

Millions  within  thy  courts  have  met 47 

More  love  to  thee,  O  Christ 309 

Mourn  for  the  thousands  slain 488 

Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone 475 

My  country,  'tis  of  thee 659 

My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by 561 

My  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord 176 

My  faith  looks  up  to  thee 308 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love 48 

My  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art 110 

My  God,  is  any  hour  so  sweet 386 

My  God,  my  Father,  blissful  name..  ......  427 

My  God,  ray  Father,  while  I  stray 433 

My  God,  my  Life,  my  Love 21 

My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 378 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys 109 

My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt 437 

My  Lord,  how  full  of  sweet  content 407 

My  Lord,  my  J^ove,  was  crucified 17 

My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard 487 

My  soul,  repeat  his  praise 120 

My  spirit,  on  thy  care 324 

My  times  are  in  thy  hands 431 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee 311 

No,  no,  it  is  not  dying 590 

No  track  is  on  the  sunny  sky 140 

Not  by  the  martyr's  death  alone.    472 

Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme 304 

Now  be  the  gospel  banner 542 

Now  God  be  with  us,  for  the  night  is  closing   75 


HYMN 

Now  I  have  found  a  friend 240 

Now  thank  we  all  our  God 652 

Now  the  day  is  over 63 

Now  when  the  dusky  shades  of  night 71 

0  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul 119 

O  blest  Creator  of  the  light 52 

0  Bread,  to  pilgrims  given 528 

0  cease,  my  wandering  soul 263 

O  come,  all  ye  faithful 160 

0  come,  O  come,  Immanuel 557 

0  could  I  find  from  day  to  day 401 

0  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth 214 

O  day  of  rest  and  gladness 1 

O  dreadful  glory,  that  doth  make 84 

0  everlasting  light 29 

O  eyes  that  are  weary,  and  hearts  that . . .  443 

0  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink '.  347 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God 338 

0  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 208 

0  for  that  tenderness  of  heart 279 

0  gift  of  gifts  !  O  grace  of  faith 450 

0  God,  beneath  thy  guiding  hand 644 

O  God  of  Bethel,  by  whose  hand 339 

0  God,  our  lielj)  in  ages  past 112 

0  God,  the  Rock  of  Ages 99 

0  God,  thou  art  my  God  alone 377 

O  God,  we  praise  thee  and  confess 101 

O  had  I,  my  Saviour,  the  wings  of  a  dove  333 

0  Holy  Father  !  'mid  the  calm 51 

0  Holy  Ghost,  the  Comforter 143 

O  Holy  Saviour,  Friend  unseen 380 

0  how  happy  are  they  who  their  Saviour     359 

0  Jesus,  bruised  and  Avounded  more 522 

0  Jesus  Christ,  if  sin  there  be 576 

O  Jesus,  I  have  promised 289 

0  Jesus,  Jesus,  dearest  Lord 292 

O  Jesus,  King  most  wonderful 234 

0  Jesus,  Lord  of  heavenly  grace 58 

0  Jesus,  sweet  the  tears  I  shed 193 

O  Jesus,  Saviour  of  the  lost 280 

O  Jesus,  thou  art  standing 288 

0  Jesus,  thou  the  beauty  art 231 

0  Lamb  of  God,  still  keep  me 354 

O  Lord,  how  happy  should  we  be 331 

O  Lord,  I  would  delight  in  thee 115 

O  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth  and  sea 458 

0  Lord,  our  God,  arise 540 

0  Lord,  we  would  the  path  petrace 178 

O  Love  Divine  !  that  stooped  to  share.  . . .  340 

O  Love  Divine  !  how  sweet  thou  art 330 

0  Love,  who  formedst  me  to  wear 531 

O  Love  !  O  Life !  our  faith  and  sight 239 

0  mean  may  seem  this  house  of  clay 216 

0  Master,  let  me  walk  with  thee 373 

O  mother  dear,  Jerusalem 622 

O  my  Saviour,  Guardian  true 67 


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flTJIN 

On  the  fount  of  Life  eternal Oil 

Ou  this  night,  all  nip^hts  excelling 1(53 

One  prayer  I  hav(>,  all  i)rayers  in  one 435 

One  sweetly  solemn  thoujjlit 581 

One  there  is  above  all  others 220 

Ou  Jordan's  rug.tred  banks  I  stand 614 

O  not  to  fill  the  mouth  of  fame 482 

Onward,  Christian  soldiers 467 

O  Paradise,  0  Paradise 625 

O  praise  ye  the  Lord,  prepare  your  glad.  .   124 

O  quickly  come,  dreatl  Judge  of  all 558 

O  Sacred  II(>ad,  now  wounded 194 

O  source  Divine,  and  Jjife  of  all 95 

O  the  sweet  wonders  of  the  cross 187 

O  thou,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows. . .  281 
O  thou,  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes..   311) 

O  tliou,  who  by  a  star  didst  guide 167 

O  thou,  who  hast  thy  servants  taught. . . .  448 

O  thou,  who  makest  souls  to  shine 500 

O  thou,  whose  tender  mercy  hears 293 

O  thou,  whose  own  vast  temple  stands. . .   512 
O  turn  ye,  0  tuin  ye,  for  why  ^vill  ye  die.  259 

Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed 155 

Our  Father,  God,  not  face  to  face 382 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness 548 

O  what,  if  we  are  Christ's 501 

O  what  their  jny  and  their  glory  must  be.  621 
O  where  are  kings  and  emperors  now. . . .  504 

O  where  is  he  who  trod  the  sea 173 

O  Word  of  Gfod,  incarnate 634 

O  worship  the  king  all-glorious  above. . . .   125 

Peace,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive 268 

People  of  the  living  God 495 

Pilgrim,  burdened  with  thy  sin 255 

Pleasant  are  thy  courts  above , 32 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow    80 

Praise  the  Lord,  his  glory  show 130 

Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise   651 

Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator 54 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 405 

PrincQ  of  peace,  control  my  will 397 

Purer  yet,  and  purer 371 

Raise  your  triumphant  songs 211 

Rejoice,  rejoice,  believers 574 

Rest  for  the  toiling  hand 589 

Rest,  rest,  rest,  brother  rest 595 

Return,  O  wanderer,  return 281 

Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty 184 

Rise,  crowned  with  light.  Imperial  Salem  547 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings 560 

Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me 298 

Safely  through  another  week 3 

Saints  in  glory,  we  together 237 


HTMN 

Saints  of  God,  whom  faith  united 490 

Saviour,  again  to  thy  dear  name  we  raise.  38 

Saviour,  blessed  Saviour 566 

Saviour,  breatlie  an  evening  blessing. ...  56 

Saviour,  happy  should  I  be    343 

Saviour,  I  follow  on 313 

Saviour,  thy  gentle  voice 314 

Saviour,  who  thy  flock  art  feeding 517 

Saviour,  who  thy  life  didst  give 395 

Scorn  not  the  sliglit'.'st  word  or  deed 447 

Searcher  (jf  hearts,  from  mine  erase 402 

See  how  he  loved,  exclaimed  the  Jews. .  .  180 

See  Israel's  gentle  shepherd  stand 519 

S.>rvant  of  God,  \yell  done 599 

Shepiierd  of  thine  Israel,  lead  us 568 

Sheplierd,  with  thy  tenderest  love 317 

Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing. .  136 

Silently  tin;  shades  of  evening 55 

Since  Jesus  is  my  friend 408 

Sing  of  Jesus,  sing  forever 236 

Sing  to  the  Lord  a  joyful  song 649 

Sinner,  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep 256 

Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die? 254 

Sinners,  will  y»!  scorn  the  message 253 

Sleep  thy  last  sleep 594 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 477 

Softly  fades  the  twilight  ray 76 

Softly  now  the  light  of  day 77 

Soldier  of  the  cross,  arise 545 

Soldiers,  who  to  Christ  belong 491 

Sometimes  a  light  surprises 355 

Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sing 129 

Soon  and  forever,  such  promise  we  trust..  592 

Soon  may  the  last  glad  song  arise 551 

Spirit  Divine,  attend  our  prayers 145 

Spirit  of  God,  descend  upon  my  heart ....  153 

Stand  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears.    .  471 

Stand  uji,  stand  up  for  Jesus 465 

Still,  still  with  thee  my  God 325 

Sweet  hour  of  prayer 381 

Sweet  is  the  work,  O  Lord 24 

Sweet  Saviour,  bless  us  ere  we  go 59 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing 533 

Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song 96 

Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear 57 

Take  me,  0  my  Father,  take  me 297 

Take  my  heart,  O  Father,  take  it 286 

Take,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation 296 

Take  uj)  thy  cross,  the  Saviour  said 262 

Tarry  with  mo,  0  my  Saviour 73 

Tender  Shepherd,  thou  hast  stilled 603 

Ten  thousand  times  ten  thousand   620 

The  bird  let  loose  in  eastern  skies 449 

Tlie  breaking  waves  dashed  high   657 

The  church's  one  foundation 499 

The  day  is  gently  sinking  to  a  close 68 


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HYMN 

Tlie  day  is  past  and  gone 74 

The  day  is  past  and  over 72 

The  day  of  praise  is  done 27 

The  day  of  Resurrection 202 

The  God  of  grrace  will  never  leave 144 

Tlie  God  of  harvest  praise Go3 

The  head  that  once  was  crowned  with  . . .  210 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glorv,  Lord 630 

The  Holv  Ghost  is  here .' 148 

The  Honieland,  O  the  Homeland 618 

The  king  of  love  ruy  shepherd  is 584 

The  Lord  is  king,  lift  up  thy  voice 86 

The  Lord  is  my  shepherd,  no  want  shall.  333 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare 429 

The  Lord  my  shepherd  is 323 

The  mercies  of  my  God  and  King lOo 

The  mighty  host  on  high 578 

The  morninof  light  is  breaking 543 

The  ocean  hath  no  danger 637 

The  perfect  world  by  Adam  trod* 511 

The  pity  of  the  Lord 327 

The  roseate  hues  of  early  dawn ...  577 

The  sands  of  time  are  sinking 582 

The  son  of  God  goes  forth  to  war 489 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high 92 

The  sun  is  sinking  fast 61 

The  swift  declining  day 78 

The  twilight  falls,  the  night  is  near 403 

The  way  is  loug  and  dreary 444 

Thee  we  adore,  O  unseen  Saviour,  thee. . .  530 

There  is  a  book,  thai  all  may  read 113 

There  is  a  fold,  whence  none  can  stray. . .  613 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood 190 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 612 

There  is  a  safe,  a  secret  place.  . . .- 345 

There  is  an  eye  that  never  sleeps 420 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 615 

There  is  no  flock,  however  watched 605 

There  is  no  night  in  heaven 617 

There's  not  a  star  whose  twinkling  light. .  107 

There's  nothing  bright,  above,  below.  . . .  103 

They  pray  the  best,  who  pray  and  watch.  479 

They  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace 398 

Thine  arm,  O  Lord,  in  days  of  old 172 

Thine  earthly  sabbaths.  Lord,  we  love.. . .  7 

Thine  forever,  God  of  love 258 

This  is  not  mv  place  of  resting 580 

This  is  tlie  day  of  light 30 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  has  made 15 

Thou  art,  0  Lord,  the  Life  and  Light 44 

Thou,  by  lieavenly  hosts  adored 658 

Thou  de-Ar  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb 191 

Thou  hidden  source  of  calm  repose 320 

Thou  knowest.  Lord,  the  weariness  and. .  412 

Thou,  O  my  Jesus,  thou  didst  me 189 

Thou  very  present  aid 418 

Thou  who  rollest  the  year  around 646 


HYMN 

Thou  whose  Almighty  word 123 

Through  the  day  thy  love  has  sjjared  us..  69 
Through  the  love  of  God  our  Saviour. ...  413 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on 42 

Thy  holy  day's  returning 2 

Thy  thoughts  are  here,  my  God 633 

Thy  way,  not  mine,  O  Lord 438 

Thy  will  be  done  ;  I  ^^^ll  not  fear 341 

Thy  will  be  done,  in  devious  way 436 

Time  is  winging  us  away 562 

"  'Tis  finished,"  so  the  Saviour  cried 182 

'Tis  midnight  ;  and  on  Olive's  brow 181 

To  God,  the  only  wise 118 

To  morrow,  T^ord,  is  thine 49 

To  thee,  my  God  and  Saviour 356 

To  thy  pastures  fair  and  large 368 

To  thy  temple  I  repair 26 

To  us  a  child  of  hope  is  born 168 

Tossed  upon  life's  raging  billow 639 

Turn  not  thy  face  away,  O  Lord 278 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb. ., 598 

Upon  the  gospel's  sacred  page 631 

Upward,  where  the  stars  are  birrning  ....     31 

Wait,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord 362 

Wake  the  song  of  jubilee 556 

Walk  in  the  light,  so  shalt  thou  know  . . .   451 

Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night 537 

We  are  but  strangers  here 570 

We  are  dying  day  by  day 583 

We  are  living,  we  are  dwelling 539 

We  bid  thee  welcome,  in  the  name 510 

We  bless  thee  for  thy  peace,  O  God 421 

We  give  thee  but  thine  own 457 

We  march,  we  march  to  victory  1   462 

We  plow  the  fields,  and  scatter 648 

We  stand  in  deep  repentance 282 

Weary  of  earth,  and  laden  with  my  sin....  267 

Welcome,  delightful  morn 5 

Welcome,  happy  morning 199 

What  a  friend  we  have  in  Jesus 241 

What  grnce,  0  Lord,  and  beauty  sh(  ne. . .  217 

What  shall  I  render  to  my  God 114 

What  though  my  frail  eyelids  refuse.  . .  .  393 

What  various  hindrances  we  meet 406 

When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God 104 

When  gathering  clouds  around  I  ^^ew. . .   321 

When  He  cometh,  when  He  cometh 248 

When  his  salvation  bringing 244 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 346 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 185 

When  Israel,  of  tiie  Lord  beloved 98 

When  languor  and  disease  invade 4l7 

When  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain. . .  222 
When  our  heads  are  bowed  with  woe  ....  596 
When  shall  the  voice  of  singing 546 


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Wlien  streaming  from  the  Eastern  skies. .  41 

When  the  woru  spirit  wants  repose 117 

When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt...  252 

Wlu'n  tlirougli  tlie  torn  sail  the  wild. .  . .  G35 

VVliile  my  Redeemer's  near 409 

While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  . . .  158 

While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power 116 

While  through  this  changing  world  we. .  348 

While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 640 

Who  are  tl.ese  in  bright  array 624 

Why  should  the  children  of  a  king 837 

Why  will  ye  waate  on  trifling  cares 275 


BTMIf 

With  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day is 

With  thankful  hearts  our  songs  we  raise.  520 

Witness,  ye  men  and  angels,  now 516 

Work,  for  the  night  is  coming 469 

Ye  Christian  heralds,  go  proclaim 550 

Ye  golden  lamps  of  heaven,  farewell 575 

Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice 80 

Ye  saints,  your  music  bring 6 

Ye  that  pass  by,  behold  the  man 186 

Yes,  for  me,  for  me  He  careth 358 


